" Sandra?" I asked."Sure," he said. "She knows how badly you need to get your cherry popped. She's been talking to Tracy on the phone this week, and s...e's got it all worked out. You know Beek's Bight?" Over at the lake?" I asked."Yeah. Sandra told her mom and dad that she really wants to go to the lake with Tracy before the all go home, so she got them to okay it last night. We're gonna go to the lake tomorrow, you, me, Sandra and Tracy." So what about Beek's Bight?" So," Micah said very. As he walked to the bathroom, he caught himself wondering if she had even slept in their bed last night. Maybe Sarah was right -- Sarah was usually right. Why couldn't he find someone like Sarah... only a version who was seven years older (his age, and Stacy's) and not his secretary."I must be tired if I'm thinking about Sarah like that," he told his mirror image. He squinted at it and decided he could go another day without shaving. Turning on the cold water, he jumped into the shower and. I watched his cock make a sudden resurgence, but his reply was lost in moans. I lifted off him. "Go put on another condom and get on your hands and knees, cum-eater." He got up and hurried to comply, as I stepped into the strap-on harness.It was a leather-like affair, with nylon straps that went around my legs. I tightened it after attaching the dildo mount. The dildo mount was like a short barbed peg that went into a hole in the base of the dildo. When affixed, the dildo stayed firmly in. ’ ‘I’m not a poor loser.’ ‘No and I see that now. You don’t have to fuck me so relax.’ He smiled and said thanks. ‘It’s not necessary to be so polite Oliver, I’m not used to it. Men including my husband regard me as a trophy.’ ‘Why?’ ‘You are such a darling guy Oliver. I was beginning to think guys like you didn’t exist any more.’ Oliver swallowed and said could he ask her something very personal. She said of course. ‘Leah if I do generate the desire to have sex with you, may I?’ ‘Of course you.