That's when Mr. Brennan noticed that his own dick was still rock hard, the bulbous head covered in pre-come and making a sizable stain on his khaki's....Making a decision, he slapped Joey's ass one more time and then unzipped his pants and let the monster loose.Joey looked back at the sound of the zip and gasped. There stood Mr. Brennan, his cock sticking proudly out of his khaki's, 8.5", thick and circumcised, the head bulbous, plunger-like, and coated with pre-come. He tried once again to rise. That would not be me. Francine had also tried to pick up the $3000 at the warehouse store. Since she was a well known performer, I expected her to be well off, but this was beginning to feel like serious money. It was something to consider. From her story earlier, Francine felt she owed Sheila a great deal. Debts and money go together, unless money cannot be used to pay the debt. With Sheila, that was entirely possible.Dinner was not uneventful. I ordered steak and lobster—an 8 oz. steak and a. The young man was quite fit and attractive as my wife made a point to whisper to me. He was wearing a pair of cutoffs that were well worn and had some large holes along the ass and one above his cock.She told me his pubes could be seen a lot. I was running around not keeping track of her or him and she came back to tell me that he seemed interested in her. She wore her bikini and was strutting around displaying a lot of skin.we had to climb aboard to position the straps for the hoist so my wife. "I may someday regret teaching you to be more assertive." Maybe," I said, "but not tonight." True, not tonight. Not after everything that's happened in the past year."She snuggled in closer and my mind started to wander back, reliving all the memories we'd had together in the past 12 months. Somewhere in that wandering, I drifted off to sleep, never quite knowing when the memories shifted into dreams.We gently, slowly made love in the morning. No words, but just gentle kisses as I thrust into.