Besides, a certain anonymity was what a glory hole was all about! Mystery. Uncertainty. Adventure. An orgasm. A nice load of cum, given urgently, pass...onately, completely---that, for me especially, was the entire allure of having a glory hole. I was always ready for yet another cock to suck, and hot load of sperm to swallow! James would be just one more in a growing line of such things.His e-mail had said that he would drop by soon after work, around 5:30. He indicated that he was very excited,. W had.hen she stood up some of my load was running down her legs. She scooped it up and rubbed it all over her tits. Told her thank went on my way. I wanted to check out the rest of the camp. I have been fucking ever since I got here. I should send my ex a thank you note for giving chance to have more sex than i ever had. I get near the beach and decided to go further down the path. I got about 200 ya with rds pass the beach when I heard something beyond the bushes, I figured it was the same. That kind of pain didn't come from someone whodoesn't feel something for another person. But it told me everything Ineeded to know...again.The signs had been there for days. I'd even come to the conclusion withmy mom earlier this week. Josh and I were not going to be together.I felt cold inside as I heard the beginning of the song start. Josh hada keyboard player in his band, and when the four note chord that wasthe cornerstone of this song played the first time, I had to hold backtears. Every. “Yes, yes!” she sobbed. “Give it to me!”I was in to the balls, so I started fucking, fast anddeep. Soon we were both grunting, and I rested whileshe moved her pelvis to and fro and did all the work,giving herself six or eight inch rams and sobbing likecrazy.“Good, good, good!” she gasped.I just grunted and got back to work as she collapsedto the floor. I was buried in her and moving fast anddeep when she screeched and climaxed going stiff andthen soft,.