Yes, a lunch date with Lance maybe today even.“Lee, the number of times that a guy marries is not the measure of success or failure that you think i... is. The measure you’re looking for is how happy the woman makes you; and, I might add, how happy you can make your woman. I mean she counts too,” said Lance.We were lunching at the Pasture and Lily was the gal touring the floor. I raised my hand showing two fingers; we needed another round.“Looks like you’re going to have a chance to ask the woman. As I was sliding my hand back and forth she was sucking just me head as she couldn’t get any more in there. I slide my finger in and she jumped and moaned but never took my cock out her mouth once. At this point I’m fingering her with just one finger thinking to myself I don’t think another would fit. I pulled her shorts down and she raised off her knees to help and she was hairier than she felt, this still sticks in my mind to this day when I see her. I pulled her up and said “are you OK with. "I knew something was goin' on in here," he said with a laugh as he stepped through."I'm almost done," Jim said, as his breathing started to get louder. He pulled my body toward him and instead of humping me, pulled me into him so that his dick was pushing further into me. Within a few seconds he gasps, "I'm coming!" I could feel his cock spasm inside me as he stopped moving, loudly gasping and growing with each spasm."Ooooh," he groaned loudly as the other men watched. The new bear looked at. I'll get her up here baby." and she leaned over him and gave him a kiss and a hug. Then she was off to her part time job at the doctor's office. "See ya later Hon. "That night she and Sandy met on the computer again. "Hey Sweetie, how's it going tonight?" Rita asked."Oh pretty good. Bored as usual, was feeling kind of lonely. Glad you showed up." Sandy answered.They started chatting about all kinds of different things, the occult, witchcraft, Satanism, etc. They hit it off as friends and soon 3.