Unfortunately, bar work was at a premium and there were no openings anywhere. In desperation, I answered an advert for a barman in a gay bar in the ci...y. I didn't expect to get a reply but the owner phoned me up and offered me the job, despite the fact that I wasn't gay. "I don't know if you can hack it," he said. "All our barmen earn good money, which they can double in tips. You have to work naked apart from a little black leather thong and matching sandals. I have to warn you that some of. Jess and Kane had chosen a vantage point close to the sandstone ridge and protected from the water by railing. It was the cold, painted metal of the handrail that Jess gripped now. She tried not to wriggle, shuffle or cry out in anticipation. Jess feigned avid interest in the water sport, leaning forward as the wind picked up and the tension increased. It would be a few hours yet before it would be clear who the winner might be.Behind her, Kane pushed into her. His cock head stretching her. .He sat in the living room, on a Saturday evening. It was dark and cold outside and we had nothing planned. As I finished reading the paper, I remembered a phone call from earlier in the day - one that had reminded me of how special he is, that guy sitting in the living room.Engrossed in the latest book of a series by his favorite author, he didn't notice as I snuck past him and into the bedroom.He loves nighties of all kinds, and for this particular occasion, I chose a long, white, linen gown. Finally, her hands found their way to my head and I focused on her pleasure until she was writhing under me and cumming hard… Fluttering kissing all along her pussy, I slowly stood up so she could see my dick, swollen, hungry for her. I gently rolled her on her side and knelt with my leg astride her lower leg, her other leg up across my chest. I pushed into her and watched her face, as lost in her beauty as she was lost in the moment. Then I started sliding slowly in and out of her. She could.