I got a roll of quarters from the counter and went in back to jackoff. As I picked out a booth and sat down on the stool I loaded up some quarters to ...elect a video to watch. I picked a hot bi flick and pulled out my cock and started stroking. As I was getting into the video I was startled by a finger coming out of a hole on the wall. I didn’t notice the hole before then I realized it was a gloryhole. I had heard of them before but never had been to one. It circled the hole and motioned for me. ”“I don’t think I am.”“Then wait until you are.” We reached the beach at about midnight. It was empty, because we couldn’t see any person across its expanse. I led him to a place where there wasn’t much light so we couldn’t be spotted. The moon was behind some clouds, although I could spot a couple of stars. The sound of the water and breeze was calming. We sat down at a place just a metre away from where the waves crashed. “Well, this is suitably romantic,” I joked.“Yeah,” Salman said. She flexed her throat, as if trying to swallow my cock. Her throat muscles massaged my cock as her tongue continued to lave my rod, pushing me to the brink of orgasm. She could sense it. After all, she had given me her fair share of blowjobs over the four years we had been married. She moved so just the tip was in her mouth now, and created a powerful suction. Almost as if she was using my dick as a straw to try to drain out any cum that was in my balls. She succeeded. I blasted deep inside her. To Sally and Kate for all their hard work and once again making this a fantastic fall party!” Everyone raised their glasses and in loud and raucous voices chorused, “To Sally and Kate!” Before long the moon was up, the stars were out and Mike decided to put his record collection on. Much to the amusement of all the guests, including Kate, Sally then turned it off and put some more soft Jazz on instead; it was clear who wore the trousers in their house. She smiled, enjoying the comical battle.