‘You see the way Stan was checking you out?’ I actually had noticed, but pretended not to. ‘I’m really a little nervous about being here,’...I said. ‘But I’m glad I came.’ ‘Just relax, Baby. Let’s have a couple of drinks and reminisce.’ ‘Reminisce?’ I said. ‘Derrick, we hardly ran in the same circles at school. You were way popular, and no one knew my name. But I do know stories about you,’ I giggled. ‘I was terribly interested in all the things I heard about you.’ ‘Yeah, like what?’ ‘You. Much less this stupid town. She pretended to look up at a rug hanging from the top rung of a neighboring stall so she could see if he had gone yet. Unfortunately, he hadn’t. He wasn’t looking at her, but his attempt to feign interest in some useless trinkets was insulting. His dark brown eyes would turn towards her every once in a while. She turned and walked between two stalls to the next row. The market was large this year, seven rows of stalls with at least twenty stalls a row. But. Ben kissed him hungrily with passion. Kerem quickly unbuttoned Ben's jeans and unzipped them and took his hard pulsating cock into his mouth and moved it up and down. Ben gasped out loud with pleasure. He couldn't believe he was getting a blow job done by another man and it was incredible. Did this mean he was gay? His body convulsed with pleasure as he came inside Kerem's mouth. Ben watched as the sexy Turkish man stood back up and began unbuttoning his own jeans and took out the biggest hard. The view changed and we could see the stud taking her up the ass, plunging in and out with a ten-inch rod like a hot knife through butter. And in the corner was a threesome, a blonde surfer dude in a 69 with an athletic woman, while another man knelt behind him, feeding his large cock into his buddy's butt. The veins on the surfer's neck stood out as he absorbed the sensations he was getting at both ends. I bent down and whispered into Tony's ear, 'wow, look at that guy'. Tony was unable to.