He didn't need to spell it out for me, and within five minutes, my slit finally did get used to his pecker. It wasn't completely better, but slightly ...ess painful.We both had to blink and flat out close our eyes several times, but we never looked away from each other. We kept the most eye contact we could and enjoyed the serene intimacy neither of us had ever felt in our lives.I nearly felt like I couldn't breathe at all, but it was still beyond sexy for him to make sweet love to me. He kept. At all."Your turn now," I murmured to Courtney. She let out a little squeal of surprise as I picked her up by her slender waist. Carrying her to the front of the limo, I plopped her down onto it, so those curvy asscheeks of hers rested right on the edge of the hood. "Let's get you undressed." I ... I don't know," Courtney said nervously. She turned her head, glancing over her shoulder at the group of guys who were watching us ... okay, at that point, they were really watching her. Some of them. It was the end of three long days at the convention and I was tired. I had come down to the NASCAR Cafe for a sandwich, mainly because it was the only bar in the Sahara that didn't have video poker...I lose a lot of money playing video poker. Well there I am with my beer and sandwich, and I glance toward the entrance just as she's strutting toward a table.Convincing she was not, a crossdresser without question. But pretty, really pretty. And the way she walked, shit, I was getting hard just. All of them were dressed as if they were going to a cocktail party more or less. The hosts served drinks and after a while one of the couples took out joints and some of them began to smoke. Carol and Larry arrived and greeted everybody, then seated next to us."Well honey" a big titted blonde asked Tammy, "Is all the gang here?" Not yet, we are expecting another couple, but they may be late," Tammy answered her.By now the party was underway in full sail, everybody drinking, smoking and talking..