There’s always a few of us in there, pervs in our rainmacs, ogling the covers and making our furtive guilty purchases. I love to look at the covers ...n a dirty bookshop, scarcely believing that, inside the mags, lovely girls will be showing what I otherwise would never be able to see, and which gives me spontaneous ecstasy time and time again. I fantasised a lot as to what could happen when I was in this particular adult bookshop.....I arrived, sweaty and anxious as usual, at the edge of Soho,. A few weeks ago, you had picked up some jammies for me, you wanted me to spend the night. I liked you and you knew it, I enjoyed spending time with you, I was always guarded, and you confronted me on it. We were sitting on the couch and you blurted ?Do you not find me attractive?? ?No, I think you are very pretty.? ?Do you not want to play? Do you not like sex?? ?No, I have just been hurt a lot, I like what I have, and I don’t really care for sex, it takes a lot of effort for it to feel. I assured him that he shouldn't feel guilty, because, ironically, I was not interested in him doing the same to me.Time went by with more sex talk about things such as cock size and others. We felt so comfortable sitting around the fire naked. Both of our cocks were semi-hard again."I don't want you to reciprocate, but I do have a request," I said to Hank."Go ahead. What is it?" Hank replied with genuine curiosity. He and Jenny lifted their eyes, no doubt wondering what I could possibly. “Stick it out. You know what I’m going to do, Jen.”She sticks her pussy way out. Jeff dives in and eats her ass like there’s no tomorrow while working her clit with his thumb. He slurps at Jen’s pussy, too. He alternates. Two minutes later and she is writhing and moaning. Four minutes later she’s cumming hard. She has such a hot ass. Aaron applauds, loves the show. Jeff keeps eating, Jen keeps writhing. Maybe twenty minutes in, Aaron raises the stakes by sticking a finger in Jen’s ass. Damn,.