I let him roam his hands over my body and returned the gesture by dropping my hands and squeezing his ass cheeks and feeling his tight muscular thighs...and hips. While reaching behind me I found the buckle of his belt and loosened that as well as the button on his pants. Sliding my hand into his pants I found that he was going commando and thrust my hand further down to reach his penis so that I could get it out of it's hiding place.While I was pulling that very nice, thick cock out of his pants. I know how to make you feel good.” Then I reached up and pulled his shorts off. His furry legs were spread in front of me with this beautiful uncut, hard cock staring me in the face. I bent down to lick at the head and he grabbed my head with both hands, saying, “I told you I don’t fuck around with faggots.” I just looked him in the eyes, stroked his hard cock and said, “Yeah, I know. It’s okay.” Then he relaxed and I sucked his cock into my mouth. He tasted so fucking good. I could. Her legs clamped around his head and her hips rocked. He grabbed her buttocks. ‘Larry!!!! Oh, yessssssss!!!! Ohhhh!!! Ohhhh!!! Ohhhh!!!’ Joanne moaned, ‘Ahhhhhhh!! Oh, yessssssssssss!!! Yessssssssssssss!!! Yesssssssssssssss!!!!!’ She continued to shudder in response to Larry’s oral assault. Pleasure continued exploding deep inside her and radiating through her body. Larry kept going until Joanne lay limp and spent. Then he kissed her belly softly, slid up next to her and pulled her into his. I was done second-guessing myself. I was done with mourning the loss of past relationships. I was moving on with my life, moving forward. And I wasn't going to waste any more time moralizing over whether or not I was doing the "right" thing.I wanted to be happy. I wanted the safety and security of a wife and family. And gawd dammit, I was gonna fight however I needed to achieve those goals.Despite the early hour, I was now wide awake. The thoughts of fighting for my happiness and moving forward.