Once inside we scurry to the ballroom. I hold on tightly to Jacobi's arm, my heart races as the memories flood in. First, a replica of the front of Tu... Tavern, the birthplace of the USMC. To one side is the POW/MIA table covered with a white tablecloth: a pinch of salt, a lemon wedge – both on the bread plate – the red rose, a four course meal placing, all very dear to my heart."Are you okay, darling?" he whispers near my ear.I turn to him with a soft smile, "Yes, my love."The evening and all. After about about a minute or so of being bent over in his booth suckling away, I hear him say "I think you have a customer". I turned and checked the hole and yes someone was there. I put a couple fingers in the hole briefly, and voila! Here came a cock! #2 for this brief less than 5 minutes I'd been back there. I sucked away at the gloryhole cock, and after about 60 seconds my mouth was filled with creamy reward! This was starting to be fun! Moments later, after turning back to guy #1 (the. When he returned nearly an hour later he was surprised to see thatJennifer had laid the table with linen, sliver and glassware and therewas an aroma coming from the kitchenette that sharpened his appetite."Sit," Jennifer pulled a chair away from the little two-place settingtable.Mason sat, he was wearing a bathrobe and he smoothed it under him.Jennifer lightly touched his shoulder as she made to return to thekitchen. Mason caught her by the wrist and pulled her head down to hisand kissed her,. ’ ‘Do you like it doggie-style, Kelly?’ ‘My favorite, oh, yes, I love it.’ ‘Then you shall have it,’ he said as he pulled out of me and had me turn over onto my hands and legs. I widened my feet apart for him to advance between my legs then felt the heft of his cock pressing into me all the way into my depths. I was so wet and ready that his cock, as big as it was, just slid right up into me as I gently pushed back, grinding the tip of his cock up into a new place, a place no man has ever been.