It just wasn't the same.Al had always had a secret fascination with anal sex. Maybe it was because, as a little kid, before he had learned the details...of female anatomy, he'd believed that the asshole was a special place, the place where a man put himself into a woman. Maybe it was because he had gotten such pleasurable feelings from the enemas he'd received when had "tummy trouble." Maybe it was because... deep down inside him, some part of his hidden self wanted to know what sex was like for. ’ Our flirting made it obvious to those who were in doubt. Since some of our shifts started at 7am to get the pool ready for the guests, some days we would get off work around 3. As I mentioned in the previous story, both the resort and where Tracy lived were pretty far from town, but luckily it was in the same direction so Tracy’s house was about 10 minutes from the resort. I did not think about it at the time, but apparently Tracy had, that her mom would not be home until at least 6 every. .. but I knew that anytime I headed down my street to the Path Mark there I'd see this man.I heard that my friends actually went off to vacation and were going to be gone all week. Also my roommates all left to go on their own kind of celebration. They went off to some place down at the casinos to drink and spend all their money away. It just wasn't my thing.Being 24 and not knowing what a man tasted or felt like was frustrating. I wish that all the men I saw online would one day find their way. To his disgust he saw his wife stop struggling and begin to move her hips in a circular motion in time with the man's hand which was buried in his wife's knickers. While his attention was elsewhere Michele turned around on the bed and lowered her face the husband's erect shaft and slurped the stiff member into her mouth, smoothing her lips all the way along the shaft until her lips were at the base of his cock; she lashed her tongue around the bulbous glans. The man moaned and pushed his hips.