John felt his cock twitch as he concentrated his gaze on Beth's face and eyes as he touched her in a very intimate way and he noticed that she never f...inched and she smiled as they pretended they were talking about her work. John had been noticing Beth for quite some time that year and he'd talked to her and encouraged her to feel comfortable around him. He'd even had the chance to talk to her in private on a few occasions and ask her about her personal life, if she had a boyfriend, and those. Sweating profusely, legs trembling he felt his cock begin to pulse and twitch inside her. Leaning forward he placed his hands on her tits and squeezed and mashed them with his fingers as he drove his cock harder and harder, ramming it, forcing it down her throat. Grunting he came. Two enormous twitches and he shot deep inside her throat, then quickly standing and grasping his cock he sprayed four or five strong spurts of thick milky cum over her naked torso. Sweating and panting he stood over. Behind the bar, several huge TV screens show excerpts from hardcore gay movies interspersed with clips from inside the Club. To my right, I can see the Dairy Farm: about a dozen men, their heads bobbing to and fro are milking the semen from a host of erections poking through from behind the wall. To my left, a tall door leads through to the steam rooms with hot tubs and showers.I order a tall cold beer and a Viagra. As I stand in the crush, waiting for my order, I am suddenly aware of hands. The tightness of her striped skirt that barely covered her ass, the cat-got-the-cream look on his face that made me wonder who he thought about, the people across from me who entered at different stops and talked with such animation… Sex. It all boiled down to what positions I could picture them in.No one inspired great stories in me though, apart from the gentle wondering. I figured my mind was just too tired from work to grasp on to anyone like normal.My sleepy mind turned instead to the man.