With one hand, I rub Steve’s chest through his open shirt as I stand nearly naked in his arms. I'm now in just a bra but no panties. My other hand u...zips his trousers. He gently unclasps my bra and removes the straps from my shoulders. And he looks down to watch my skilled hands open his zipper. I tug Steve’s pants down past his ankles. And I smile that he apparently forgot to wear underwear today, too. Steve is now so beautifully hard. "Did I do that to you, Steve?" I French kiss his mouth. I’m flying into Denver and heading up to Kip’s and pretty much straight away we are on the road for the nine hour drive across where we’ll spend July 4th on the water.I have never been to a gay bucks party before and I really am not sure what to expect ... will it be just days of debauchery or will it be sedate? You can bet that as soon as I find out I will be informing you guys about it.Speedos will be packed and a solid supply of condoms and lube as well of course... My trip to Lake Powell. She couldn't get all of it down her throat but she tried. She tried like the "good girl" she was. She always had a good view of the clock on the wall and 40 minutes had gone by. Some where between wanting to get it over with and paying attention to his moans, she slowing started to enjoy what she was doing so that he knew she was doing "a good job". Soft moans came from her that she made before but they sounded and felt different this time. She started to take him down her throat without. . Please, Tom.”Lucy implored, as she offered him the glass.Tom tried to focus his blinking eyes on the glass, and took it in his hands as Lucy guided it up to his lips.“Ugh... Yuk. It stinks. What is it?”“A few herbs that should neutralise the effects of the seaweed pod, but you need to drink it.”Tom looked up at Lucy, smiled and sipped the drink.”"Ugh... It's like drinking a salad."“Well, think of it as penance. Now drink it all up.”Tom grimaced as he finished the glass. The three waited,.