" Well, the thought did cross my mind."We both laughed at that and went into the bar and each had a beer. It was obviously not a good place to talk op...nly so we went back to my apartment. We sat on the couch, I put on the TV and we started talking – again awkwardly. A little talk about our sexual interests, but we mostly made small talk. After about 20 minutes I couldn't take it anymore. If this was going to happen, if I wasn't going to back out, something had to happen soon.So I looked at him. He was toimagine that the panel was an audience of small children who needed to beentertained.They gave Dave a couple of minutes to read through the script and thinkabout what he was going to do. Dave tried to read the script but his mindwas racing as he was still high from getting dressed in the other room.He struggled to remember what he had read about pantomime dames on theinternet. All too soon the panel asked Dave to start his reading. AllDave could do to control his nerves was to. I stopped to see what they might do next and it occurred to me that these dolphins might not be the friendly, playful dolphins of earth. But they turned out to be just that. One after the other would bump me as I tread water among them. One stopped and looked at me while swimming vertical. I reached out and touch its neck and side, then its flipper. As dolphins do, they seemed to be constantly talking among themselves, chattering away. Getting tired I started swimming for the far side again.. My pussy was wet just from the prospect of what was going to happen when Rich pressed his cock against me from behind. Again, it took a few tries to get his hard little prick inside but once he did, he got in a long deep grove pretty quickly. I braced myself with my arms on the picnic table and then started to bob on Scott's hard and dripping cock. I am not sure he had had a blow job before, but I was going to give him a good one. I sucked in as much of him as I could and pulsed my mouth on him.