This is one of those events (although something kind of similar happened to me again only a year ago. But that's a story for another time.)I love to w...tch people fuck. Straight couples, gay couples, groups, doesn't matter to me, as long as I can sit with a clear line of vision and jack off while they do it. Finding a couple into being watched is a lot harder than you might imagine. Finding a couple who are both smokin' hot who WANT you to watch is nearly impossible.A few years ago business took. I went to the local department store, and with some embarrassment, asked the lady at the bra counter about being fitted. She was in her mid sixties, and was very understanding. “Oh, Dearie,” she said, “My husband has the same problem. Trust me, you aren’t alone. You’re the third or fourth man our age who has come in here for this. Come with me to the dressing room, and we’ll see what we can do.” She had me remove my shirt, and stepped back, looking at me intently. “Turn around and face the. Mom kept telling me that it was in the bag....I had won Cheyenne. I still wasn't that sure at this point.T-Joes had some live music so we decided to stay and have some fun. There were several of the barrel racers there and I got to visit with them. Later in the evening Leon came cruising through. When he saw me there, he made a B-line for me. Of course, what he had on his mind was not what I had on mine. We danced a couple of times then he said he had to go check out another party that. . wait, what’s going on here? Holly, what are you doing?” a blindfolded Luke Beaufort, also tied to his old bed, asked in growing fear as he felt someone drop down on his cock.No verbal response came, but the note had been from Holly, right? She wanted him to wear the blindfold and let her tie him up, which he did. Luke had no say in the matter, anyway, now, so it was moot. He simply worked his hips with his partner’s and enjoyed her to the hilt. She seemed familiar enough that she had to be.