”Jack breathed deeply. “It certainly is a big decision.”“Big decision.”“Why don’t you just get both?” said Carol.Jack looked at his wi...e as if he’d forgotten she was there. “Sorry?”“It’s what I do when I can’t decide. I get both.”“Darling, we’re not talking about shoes here. Why don’t I get you another cocktail? Waiter!”Jack and Gary plotted world domination. It didn’t look like they’d be leaving the restaurant any time soon, even though the meal was over and the bill had been paid. But Carol. Same thing with the third one, slightly different. I think I liked the way the third one tasted best.They went through this change of positions five times before I felt that tingly feeling again. Then they all surrounded me and gripping me with their hands stroked up and down at a furious pace. I experienced that wonderful ecstasy again and briefly observed some kind of white stuff fly up in the air and then splat down onto my stomach. A feeding frenzy of tongues across my stomach followed.And. I'm just tired of fucking my wife." "You have a wife?" the man had his shirt off and was dabbing at it, trying to get the semen out of it. "Of course. Don't you?" "Well, yes. I just thought that someone like you...you know." "Someone like me. A prostitute." Albert looked as his penis. It was still shrinking but slowly. It lolled against his firm pelvis, nearly toughing his belly button. It would have been a shame to not make money off of it. "You are gay though, right?" "I don't like labels. I. My entire lower midsection seemed to be in a concert of convulsions. My cock pulsed in her mouth, firing like a canon, while my ass gripped her finger as if that's what it was built for. My own pussy was shuddering against my two fingers so wildly that it almost seemed confused as to what it should be doing.When I was done emptying myself into her mouth, I felt her withdraw her finger, and I reluctantly did the same with mine. I felt remarkably empty, suddenly, and wanted to continue. As.