Felt so good. I buried my face in my left forearm and smelled the day’s sun lotion and sea salt.My feet were about shoulder width, maybe. After a fe... minutes I was definitely missing the next phase, being able to open wide. I spread my thighs as much as I dared, which I hoped wasn’t a lot. Because of the slope of the tidal zone, it might have been possible for someone nearer to the water to see what was going on up the gap, I thought, and this made me rub more quickly. I had not yet met a. You haven't had a cock to suck for months because I'm too bigfor your mouth. Why not take charge of Poor Joe's hard-on that's allbecause of you." Poor Joe indeed looked forlorn, and his cock had indeedbeen saluting me for hours. We walked out on the porch of the restaurantand I sucked Poor Joe's cock. I was especially careful, bringing PoorJoe to the edge of orgasm several times and backing off, so that when hefinally came it was with great relief. He kissed me gratefully. Henricoshowed his. .. something. Whatever.“Please hold and a customer care agent will be on the line.”Okay, guess this is going to take a bit. I plop down on the chair and kick up my feet, tucking the phone in my neck and relaxing. Maybe another bite... “Hi, this is Gary with Dowling Dreams Candy Company; I understand you got a bad bag of Mind Melters.”Mind Melters? “Hey, yeah, got some from the vending machine, and they taste funky, I think they’re stale.”“Can I have your name?”“Cassandra Winters.”“Can you take. In high school, he stuck it in every girl who would let him, and most of them did. The girls at our school gave him the nickname “Wrecking Ball”. I never really understood what that meant. He hadn’t grown up much since. He and my wife had become good friends, and I had no earthly idea why.“Oh hi sweetie, yeah, umm…”“Amy saw something big out on the porch,” Joe said with a smirk. God, he’s such a smug asshole.“Uhh..” Amy’s eyes looked panicked. “A moth! A really big moth! Yeah, that’s what I.