It’s my favorite, by far.” I pointed to the sign on the wall that listed the ingredients for all of the sandwiches. She smiled and nodded. “M...ke it two, Joe, and two Cokes, please.”He came to the table a few minutes later with two jumbo Cokes. “I can’t believe you’re having your wedding dinner here in the sandwich shop.”“Well, we did have a late lunch catered by Peter Luger—two-pound lobsters, baked potato and fresh corn…lettuce wedge with bleu cheese dressing. I think we still have some. So John and I were expected to share a pull out couch down stairs in the study. We both past out pretty soon after getting into bed, I don't remember getting into bed, but when I woke up, I was aware that I had nothing on. As I opened my eyes, I felt a hand on my hand. When I went to pull my hand away, I looked over to find a smiling John pulling my hand onto his raging hard cock. My first instinct was to pull it away, but when my hand closed around the shaft, all I wanted to to was squeeze. They started moving down the trail after about a minute of talking and I continued with my jog. It was quite a jog to the meeting site, and with the heat, and not jogging for the past 5 weeks, I started to sweat, and my t-shirt was getting pretty wet. On my way to my secret place there is a large opening in the trees and about 5 different trails lead off the single one that I was on. In this clearing there look to be about 20 younger boys, maybe early teens all with backpacks on and. Everyone screamed with excitement to Ron McLean mentioned Brad’s name. “Hey Brad, can I have your autograph and picture?” Jake kidded.He couldn’t help looking at the women, including his mom wearing their sexy dresses with revealing cleavage and relaxed poses, allowing a view up very short hems.Jake and Timmy were more comfortable being with the Haywards, and Diane and Brenda weren’t very subtle about teasing the older boy. Their legs spread wider than usual for his enjoyment, he’d gladly fuck.