And before he left I gave him Cait's address and he kissed me again and he said “It'll be alright” and I nodded but I didn't believe him. Then the...next day I was at home with mom and there was someone at the door and mom went and opened it and when she came back I heard her say “I'll leave you two alone” and I turned around and it was Cait.And it was so good to see her after all this time and for a second it felt as if everything was the way it was before again and I jumped up and I ran to her. Sure enough he turned and trotted off to the kitchen, returning after a short while with a large wine glass and standing in front of Liz he positioned the glass at the end of his cock and with his other hand he began to wank himself off. As he did so he would comment on where he wanted the flying spunk to land on Liz so his conversation went like this; I would stand this close to you my horny little slut and wank really hard until the tingling in my balls was unbearable and then I would feel. It was probably the first time he’d been to the bar in nearly three years. For some reason he’d expected that it would either be empty or flooded with couples but it wasn’t. Just a quick scan made it obvious that everybody in the bar was just like him, single on Valentine’s Day. It was like there was something tangible in the air. Instead of the energy that normally packed Callahan’s to the point where it seemed like the bricks were thrumming with energy there was a sludge locking every one in. The woman gasped with pleasure as he pulled from her, she guiding the cock to her cunt, where he plunged his cock in her to the hilt, his balls slapping resoundingly into the soft, inner smoothness of her thighs. Now the pattern was established. He began to move in and out of her, alternating between anus and vagina, long rampaging strokes, backed by his powerful legs and pelvis, and she guided it with accuracy in the alternation, screwing her hips back at him to get deeper penetration in.