And I had gained about 40 pounds since my divorce so I didn't feel secure in front of women.So I'm in the chat room and suddenly I get an instant mess...ge from someone named Randy Johnson. "Hi, how you?" I'm well thanks, and you?"And we chatted for about 15 minutes before he finally asked me what I was looking for. I told him I was curious about sucking on a nice safe cock. That's when he told me about his thick, black cock. I froze and he asked if I was still there.When I told him my wife had. Then obviously, after seeing how juicy my waitress’ boobs were, I wanted to wring them out like wet sponges, right? But I always have to keep in mind that a girl won’t magically let me do that just because she works at a topless restaurant. Thankfully: unlimited wishes. I wish that your meal at this topless restaurant is free if the waitress doesn't let you massage her breasts.“Excuse me sir, did you enjoy your meal?” She said, essentially presenting her breasts for me to play with. She was. Obviously Jill and I discussed this in detail and if she had been uncomfortable with it she would have said so at the beginning. What came to concern me later was this. If it were Jill doing to rounds, I would have been uncomfortable. So why was Jill not when I was doing it? But more of this later. For the most part my duties were easy, and if I have to admit it, pleasurable. The women were all attractive, cultured, refined and most of them wanted what women the world over want — to feel like. "Ben I want to fuck you so much!"I felt nervous that someone might hear us, moaning and groaning through the deserted section of the school. I wanted to satisfy my new boyfriend so I lay on my stomach on the table and spread my hole ready to accept his cock. Although I couldn't see, I heard him spitting onto his hand and spreading it all over his throbbing dick. Then without warning he forced his head into my ass and started rhythmically thrusting in and out, once or twice falling out and.