Long, slow and deep, pushing hard against her as if you were trying to lift her up with your cock.There's nothing more blissful than the long slow str...ke of a cock sliding in and out. Personally, this is the part that sends me over the edge. It gets me so hot.Don't be in a hurry here. If you can hold that load in you don't want to rush it. Let the sexual intensity build for a while. Your sissy will be getting hotter and hotter as you stroke and will eventually let you know when she wants it. But you never get to appreciate the view. So perhaps I’ll dance with someone else for a change. And you can watch.” I asked if she had anyone in mind. “Not yet. Let’s see who’s out there.” Finishing our drinks, we moved to the dance floor - dark, sweaty, and smoky. A couple hundred people bumping up against each other, trying their luck; more of a singles scene than anything else. A slow track came on and we danced face to face for some time, her eyes locked on mine, before she turned to grind. His instructions were to walk up the beach about twenty minutes and he quickly realized that the beach nearest the parking lot was a normal beach. Kip was wearing normal clothing, shorts, t-shirt and he had his speedos on under his shorts. He had intentionally not brought along his dork shorts knowing that it would force him to go to the nude area because he wouldn’t speedo it up in front of a usual beach (he is so silly isn’t he?).Kip said that the beach traffic was next to none a few minutes. I slept for what seemed like days, but I was back on my early morning schedule on my first day home. Some things changed so slowly, they didn’t really seem to change at all. One thing that had changed was the hometown diner in the strip mall beside Walmart. The sign on the door offered me free WIFI. The sign advised me that I simply had to ask for the password. Everybody seemed to be offering free WIFI these days, I thought.I was sure there were a few people, like me, who came to the diner for.