Eventhrough my hesitation my cock betrayed me as it remained rock hard. I keptlicking and tried to suck it through her hose. Madeline was pushingherse...f into my face, saying 'Yes, yes, lick boy, lick it...' over andover.Madeline pulled back. "Oh Greg, you're so good at licking Mommy throughher hose, but I need to get more comfortable." She stood up, her feeteither side of my head, and pulled down her hose, and peeled them off herfeet after rolling them down her legs. She was completely. ."Yeah I had heard the lurid stories that Phil had told whipped up from his imagination because we both knew the truth. He'd passed out in the hotel room way before we could get anything started."Phil wasn't all ... that and I didn't go back for a repeat performance."I didn't tell the truth because it was so damn complicated. I'd gotten so tired of being looked at as a good girl and the stories that Phil told starting with his teammates had just made me look less ... goody goody. I'd gotten. He parked it in our underground garage where we lived back then and at rare times very early in the morning when he was getting ready for, I would sneak down into the garage and pump his gas pedal until it completely flooded out - he always looked so disappointed and upset when it wouldn't start for him - that used to really make me extremely horny. The prospect of him not being able to make it in to work and being frustrated and unhappy that his prized baby let him down yet again always got me. Some guys we know from Denver were up so it was 4 gay guys hitting the town!!!Kip’s sister was spending the weekend down in Fort Collins or Boulder or somewhere so we had the house to ourselves. 4 gay guys (Kip and I consider ourselves bi), pretty much unlimited speedo supply, a little bit of booze and a hottub – what could possibly happen?Well the Denver guys got up mid afternoon and the four of us pretty much just chilled out on Kip’s deck with some beers in hand. As the sunset (pretty late.