Her orgasm continued for much longer than her previous ones, and I was glad that she got so much pleasure from being with me. Sandy released her grip...on my hands and moved them to my face as she finally came to a stop. Holding it gently and staring into my eyes, she offered, "Roll me over and make love to me, Dennis."We kissed deeply and soulfully for some time before we parted. I clumsily started to roll us with my penis still inside her and realized that I'd be better off removing it. Over the next 2-3 hours I helped her move nearly every piece of furniture in the house. By the time everything was where she wanted, I was hot, sweaty, and exhausted. “Thanks again for your help! How about that beer?” she asked. “That sounds amazing right now,” I replied. While she went to the kitchen to grab two beers, I stepped into the bathroom to wash my hands and face from sweat and grime. A moment later I walked back to the living room, and was stunned by what I saw. Cindy was sitting. In volume amounts that were equally varied.Well, I worked at Bernie's Seafront Bar and Cafe on and off for about five years or so. Probably once or twice a month. And not once did any of the customers catch on to the fact that it was a guy's mouth on their pricks. Nor did I ever hear a complaint. Remind me sometime to tell you about Susie, a glory hole co-worker. What a story she had to tell!Duke also introduced me to the gay world. Every Saturday and Sunday afternoon, he would drive us into. Pat phoned Jill Wednesday night and confirmed the date they had made for Saturday. Jill asked what he was planning to do. He responded by telling her all he had thought about was having dinner. She suggested they have dinner at the restaurant in the Casino which was newly refurbished and was featuring steak and prime rib in their advertisements. After dinner she said they could try their luck at the various games of chance. Pat agreed to her suggestion and said he would pick her up at.