I was growing wet just thinking about Mark. Ever since I made love to Cynthia in the Starbucks, I realized that I was a lesbian. I was raised a pretty...conservative Calvinist and never thought I had a gay bone in my body. Now, I had become completely turned off from men, except for Mark. He was the sexiest person alive. Even my Sweet Sin, as I called Cynthia, who is the love of my life, wasn't quite as sexy as Mark."You want to please me, don't you?" Mark had asked, "Nothing would make you. Then she kissed the tip, and eased her head down, engulfing him in her warm, wet mouth. The man moaned softly as he felt his cockhead taken into the sanctuary of Kimi’s mouth, but he kept pumping the weights as her lips slid down, taking him surprisingly deep. Her head began to bob as she sucked him, her mouth flooded with saliva. Her fingers held him at the base as she sucked, soft slurping sounds filling the silent gym.Kimi sucked him patiently, enjoying the feeling of his cock in her. "I want you to make me feel all better." she moaned."Just put them back together." he counseled her. "That worked last time." He reached for her and helped her close her legs again.She reached for him then, pulling him to her for a kiss and he gently climbed on top of her for the second time, his prick straining. She was still lubed up with his earlier deposit and this time he slid into her almost effortlessly."Mmmmmm, yeeahhhh" she moaned.He lay on top of her and rocked up and down, not really. Just wonderful, loving, slow peaks, nearly in synch.Sleep claimed me again. I woke only when the room was light. I was on my back under the single sheet; I could feel the slight electricity of his arms, his skin so close, but not touching. I opened my eyes to find his blue eyes looking into mine.“I love you, Beth.”“Oh, Dad. That was everything I’d hoped and so much more. Thank you.”“Thank you, Beth. With apologies to my wives, that was one of the best nights of my life. It.