”I finished my coffee and glanced out at my truck in the parking lot. “I wonder if I should see about trading in my truck for something different....Maybe get a different license number.”“Would you really do that?”“I don't know. I love this old truck. It's been my traveling companion for quite some time, but maybe it would be a wise thing to do under the circumstances.”“I'm really complicating your life, aren't I?”“Yes, you certainly are.” I said it in a serious voice, then smiled.“Sorry,” she. "Don't you want a taste of her? I mean a real taste?"Her eyes lit up as I guided his head downward, down to where his lips were mashed into her wetness. He didn't object, he just went with it. So did she.I reached down for his balls. He pulled away a little until I said, "you know, you don't have to be a faggot to like pleasure. You don't even have to be bi. All you have to do is enjoy getting off." I squirted some extra lube on my hand as I massaged it in, pretending to stroke him, getting us. I paid a dollar, got a wire basket with a padlock for my clothes and went into the locker room, took off my clothes and wrapped the towel around my waist. Taking a deep breath I stepped out in the swimming area. There about 5 or 6 men just standing in the water talking to each other. I removed my towel and dove into the pool. Have always enjoyed skinny dipping so the water felt nice. I swam a couple of laps and then went over to the side of the pool to rest. A few minutes later a man came over. She had waxed her long and slender arms. I bit and licked her arms like an ice-cream. I then moved towards her pussy, I inserted my right hand in her pajamas and grabbed her pussy lips and pinched her there. It hurt her but I continued till she could handle no more and came on my hand. I made her lick my fingers. I slid her pajamas down with her panty, she had a luscious pussy. No man could resist licking and sucking her cunt. But I’m a cleanliness freak and I abstained from that overcoming the.