"Beth dropped right out of his grasp, going to her knees and gently taking his cock in her hands. Gentle fingers traced the shaft and a hand cradled h...s balls. Beth spent seventy-five percent of her time in fascinated examination and twenty-five looking up at Lon to see if he was going to stop her -- something unlikely, on at least one level...Lon stood there, amazed, while Beth gently retracted his foreskin and ran her thumb over his glans, collecting a bit of seepage; this wasn't the scenario. The next day I was still sleeping in bed when I heard the doorbell ringing. I quickly threw on a pair of shorts and went to the door.Sure enough, it was Suzie."Did I wake you up?"I told her not to worry about it. I asked what she was doing up so early."It's eleven am," she told me.I let her inside and we sat down together."I thought you might be mad at me from yesterday," she said.I asked why I should be mad. Suzie said I just had this look on my face that said I was upset. I said I wasn't. I expected to be bored silly by the time the storm freed us. I was wrong. At almost ten-thirty the phone next to my bed rang. ‘Mr. Peterson, this is the front desk. We need you to come down to the desk, please.’ ‘What’s up?’ ‘The storm has brought us more people that we can normally accommodate. We need to make some changes and we need to have a conversation with you and some others who have rooms like yours.’ ‘Ok, I’ll be down.’ When the elevator doors opened I thought I was at a convention. A. " I ignored him and began to rub the bulge in his jeans, which gradually got bigger. I got on my knees and unzipped his jeans. He tried to grab my hands but I swatted him away. I pulled his jeans down to his bottom, and did the same with his boxers. His cock sprung up and slapped against his pelvis. He was massive, I quickly grabbed onto his cock and began stroking it. With my hand around his shaft, I brought my thumb to the head of his penis and began rubbing it in circular motions. He let out.