I love that feeling as he slid over my bumhole with plenty of cum as a lube. The big black guard was still lifting me up and down on his cock and I th...n felt fingers at my bum lining me up and the next time I was moved down that skinny cock was waiting and slipped just inside. Luckily it was not hurting as slowly but surely it was pushed in deeper and deeper in my arse. My first double penetration and it was feeling awesome, I was so full of cock, so surrounded by people that I just came before. We might wear an intangible mask to hide something we think is shameful. Something that we fear would give others reason to mock us, to laugh at us, to expose us as one not really worthy of admiration. We wear that mask to hide a simple truth when it might not even matter at all. How often we fear exposing what is truly of little concern in the broader landscape of this life.The Greyhound bus left a downtown depot late one evening. David was alone in his seat and on the road once more. He. Jenny set her back pack on the stand next to the dresser holding the T.V as a couple of green lizards scurried up the wall over to the sliding screen door to the outside balcony. It was sweltering and Jenny could hardly wait to put on her swimming suit and beach dress.She wasn't quite ready to lounge in the pool, but it was a way to beat the heat. Jenny looked right at home, with her bronzed complexion. Joe, on the other hand, looked like the typical 60 year-old college professor that he was. A. “You got good grades, didn’t you?” she asked.“I did okay.”“Better than okay, right?”“Yeah, I guess better than okay ... I was in the National Honor Society and I had a high GPA, but it’s something I don’t like to talk about.”“All that talent ... and potential...”I looked down into my drink, unable to meet her intense gaze.“And I’m wasting it ... you sound just like my mother.”“Your mother is a bitch, but she’s right about that.”“Sometimes life doesn’t work out the way you want, but you adapt.