I’d had bigger cocks, but probably not as hard and big as his. This was a near perfect size. It was firm but not inflexible. The head was the siz... of a golf ball, and cut to allow the corona to be caressed by my wet tongue. I tasted a trace of cocoa butter lotion, no doubt from jacking off before I arrived. I smelled and tasted some sweat and a trace of some girl’s perfume. I opened my eyes as he moaned loud. I looked up and saw him leaning his head forward to look down on me sucking him. Squeezed. Giggle. “A lot.”“Well, you’re sitting there looking all competent and delicious...”“We’re newlyweds. This is allowed.”“Come on, then, nut,” I laughed as stood and took her hand, bedroom-bound.I cupped her head in my hands, guiding my lips to hers. The kiss ended with a sigh from both of us.“You’re magic, Gee.”“Nope, YOU are.” Her hands found themselves under my t-shirt, kneading my chest. “Get your clothes off.”“Ah, the direct approach,” I laughed.“Whatever works,” she laughed in. Pam and I really hit it off! She was a dream to talk with! As the dinner moved along our repartee started to get full of sexual innuendo. Nothing overt; subtle, just like her tits “innocently” moving into contact with my arm. When the auction started, there was one item I was interested in, a sculpture by a well known artist. As I was hesitating once the bidding started getting high, Pam started goading me on. First just stuff like: “Remember Kevin it’s for Charity,” and “You know what a good. . about the flirting. I know you don't need that." That's all right," she said. "At least from you."As Lacey walked to her car, she thought about what had just happened. For an hour and a half, her mind had been clear. Trying to keep up with Bob on the court took all her concentration. It had been wonderful to do something that made her forget. And afterward, sitting there. She had said it was all right for him to flirt with her, but she wasn't sure about that. It had felt good, for a few.