After a few days curiosity got the best of me and I went back. This time when someone came in the next booth I stuck my finger in the hole and got a n...ce pink dick in return. My love of gloryholes had begun.I would go once or twice a week and suck two or three dicks in a day. One day I went to a store in the next town just to check it out. After walking around looking at the rooms, there were a few guys hanging around but no holes in the walls. I had never let anyone into the room with me, even. They looked at each other attentively when the other spoke; and they looked awfully cozy sitting close together in their booth. It wasn't like they were large women trying to cram themselves in to a small space. Quite the opposite, actually. They were two thin women on a bench made for three to four adults who obviously wanted to sit close together.Whatever. Allison wasn't asking any questions. It was their life, and their business. Not hers.Trying desperately to fit in and get the conversation. “Are we ready, Doug,” Roger asks.“We are,” the man answers. Doug Wiltkins isn’t tall but short and stocky, and always ready for a fight. “Are you heading in the chopper?”“Yes, and we’re taking Agent Adams with us,” he answers, gripping the younger man by the shoulder.“I’ll take the lead truck then.” Wiltkins nods to the young agent and steps over to the open door of the large tactical truck.“You two go back a little, sir?” Geoffrey asks.“We do,” Roger confirms. “We served together, but that was. I suckled him on my swollen teat, and held him between my fingers, and as he developed more, allowed others to bath him, so they too could marvel at his size.My daughter, his elder by eight years, from my first marriage, was charged with his well-being, and looking after him.I would watch as they bathed together, through the hinged aperture in the door, I wanted to see as she soaped him how how he would react, and the joy I felt when he did one time, so I left the c***dren to enjoy their.