With men being romantics, it was an absence or waning of desire. Their brain tells their cocks that sex – or more sex - with a particular woman was ...ot worth having; that neither he nor – equally as often – she had wanted this fuck in the first place.By saying this, I let Helen know that my, to her, so surprising state of repeated arousal was due to the sexual magic between us. I responded to her desire, her wanting to fuck, again and again! And she, Helen, was for me simply irresistible and. Bill had been to Ambrosia at least a half dozen times. Twice with Zena and four times that he could remember with business associates as well as Sam, Buck and Bernice at Christmas. The head waiter now recognized him, welcoming him and the attractive blonde accompanying him. Mr. Orton had very good taste in women, he thought. Apparently, several of the men in the restaurant agreed. She was being watched as they were guided to their table.Their dinner was perfect, as expected, and the service. I don't recall that she even touched my tool. I didn't care; I wanted to fuck!Finally, I eased my throbbing cock into her eager pussy; it must have been the lack of sex that made me cum within two minutes.I wanted our sex to last for a long time but alas, it was all over too soon, but it felt great to feel my cock inside her again. We lay and cuddled as we talked. I was gently caressing her beautifully soft tits and she finally held my now limp tool."So, what's the goal with your new rules?" I. So hot...can I touch your boobs...that's one great little whatchacallit you're wearing, like is it lingerie? Can I cum, honey?" Doniphan followed this with some exaggerated "macho" panting, sparking hilarity from her audience.?Doni sipped her Evian water, leaving her strawberry lip gloss around the bottle. She waved her long hot pink nails, and the women smiled, imagining poor Ruskin's agony.?"And I stroke him, and tickle him..." Doni said, amused..." And then I stop after about forty-five.