So was he, as he pounded his face into my meat while thrusting his fingers into my asshole much faster. The inner slut took over as I thought of his f...ngers pounding my ass.“Yeah, baby, I’m so close, fuck me while you suck that cock.” He gave a long grunt and stopped what he was going and lifted himself to have his face close to mine. He pushed his lips against mine and kissed me hard and deep while his fingers were still in me. I didn’t know what to do. I was shocked and part of me was against. Well over six feet and weighed nearly four hundred pounds. But the way he used the pool stick, she noticed he was still agile.“That would be nice,” she smiled.“What is a girl like you doing up here in Barrow.”“I’m being interviewed the day after tomorrow for a data input job for the pipeline.”“I’d work the pipeline but my back won’t allow it.”“Oh, poooor baaaby,” she ran her hand over it. “I love giving guys massages. I’m pretty good at it.”“Even big men like myself?”“Especially big men,” her. “Yes, of course, Sweetheart. Why?”“I think you need to do this. You backed out with Krista. You postponed Mary, and I don’t think you’ll do it. I’m concerned that you’ll find a reason not to do it with Karin, and that would be a serious problem.”“What?”“I get Krista, and that actually makes sense for a host of reasons. You had no good reason to not be with Mary. Steve Adams, if you can’t fool around with Mary Harrison, someone you know has no designs on you, someone you enjoy being with, and. Once the dinner was done and the evening's small talk and other social niceties out of the way, Chris' parents excused themselves for the night, off to bed. Chris and I had already been sitting together on the rustic hand-built love seat, but now we flowed together into a very close embrace which encompassed a very serious case of lip lock as well. With some time to adjust, and no concern over witnesses, the embrace was soon enhanced with some exploratory groping.Chris had good hands. While I.