Is that OK?" Without waiting for an answer, she leaned down and began licking up and down my shaft.As I woke, I realized that I while I was on my back... I wasn't on a beach. Probably also not in Mexico. I looked down the length of my body and saw that the girl wasn't Jennie, it was Mary. Her lips were down to the root of my erect penis – she was deep throating me. Her head moved up slowly, and as the shaft emerged from her mouth she wrapped both hands around it and twisted them gently so that. The bell bar on her clit hood chafing back and forth over my very swollen clit, I was drunk on all the sensations my body was experiencing and my climax was not far away. There was no way to delay it, yet I wanted to hold this wonderful experience for as long as I could.Maureen gyrated harder and faster chasing her own orgasm until we both exploded together, panting and crying out albeit mine muffled by my mouth being enveloped in Alice’s pussy. Maureen slowed our mutual clit masturbation. ..and the sand was still falling. No chance for reversal. He had talked of needing some time away. Time to sort things out. She never knew the real reason.With his enormous sex drive, he always knew, given the chance, he’d pleasure a man. Up until now, it had been strictly women. He never sucked a cock, but he sure wondered what it might be like. Cocks looked so fucking juicy. Unbelievably so.Of course, he had one himself, and when Tracy was at work, he’d often throw his legs up over his head. Do I lie? Will he believe me? Not likely."Well... I... You see... I'm so fucking drunk." It works for frat boys, right? And so what if I smell good? He's half asleep."You don't sound drunk..." Reeeally? I um pruuutyyy fucking washe-ted. I mean, I am SHHHo drunk." I closed one eyeand slumped to the side."dude... You're a terrible actor." He laughed a strong full belly laugh."ouch, and how is that funny?" A gay guy that can't act? That's almost ironic. " I'm not-" I was about to protest. To keep.