I tried to work. I thought only of Grace. Icouldn't wait to see her again. I was afraid to see her again. I wasworried that I would never see her ...gain. And through it all, I was inan almost constant state of arousal. I wanted her so badly. I wanted tohave one more chance to show her I could be a satisfying lover - and Idon't mean with my tongue. I mean with my penis, the way a man ought tosatisfy a woman.Late Friday afternoon I'd nearly given up hope that I'd hear from her,when I. But it was a beautifully shaped and nicely circumcised cock (I remember that clearly)! What I liked the most about sucking that cock (and all the others since) is that I could FEEL, through that other guys cock, his excitement; an excitement that I was certainly largely responsible for! I enjoyed realizing that so much! But, of course, the 'icing-on-the-cake' was when he came! I always knew they were about to ejaculate, because I could feel their cocks stiffening as that moment was about to. ”“Even annoyed,” he chuckled.“You know her?”“That’s Caroline. The photographer. Maxine’s lover from Chicago.”“Another photographer for my bedpost.”“We’ll see,” he laughed. “We’re just engaged, and you’re already looking elsewhere.”“Who wouldn’t? She’s gorgeous.”“Yes she is.”Caroline leaned against her El Camino. It had become a cool car later, but maybe not so cool then, or it was and Joe wasn’t aware of the cool factor. If nothing else, it was interesting. The hybrid thing.She looked great in. A gushing sound emerged from my soaked pussy every time he withdrew. He was deeper in me than ever before and his finger was getting deeper in my ass.Every three minutes or so, he would ask if I was okay?"Fuck yes!" I shouted each time, "Fuck this is so good."I remember at one point, his free hand gripped the back of my shoulder-length hair and he pulled it backward. That made my head go backward and my face almost hit the headboard."I'm going to cum again," I shouted, "Oh, my God, this is.