The feeling was unlike any I had ever had, including the blowjob my girlfriend gave me a year ago. She moaned slightly as my cock stretched her pussy....I figured she hadn't been fucked in at least 3 years, unless the dildoes she probably had hidden somewhere.Very slowly, I pushed in, thinking all the time about how I would do the next soccer game, and what I would do, all so I wouldn't come. As my balls hit the soft skin of her ass, I pulled almost all of the way out, and shoved hard in her.. .." Yeah, my brother. I know. But think of it in these terms," she said standing up to grab the coffee pot in order to pour us both another coffee. Before doing that however, I sat there watching her as she reached the counter, then reaching down, and in one swift yank, she pulled the tee shirt she was wearing up and over her head. Only then turning around, coffee pot in hand, with her tits hanging out. "You finally get to see these just about any time that you like, and for no other reason but. I told Steve, my best man, that I didn’t want a stripper. I blamed my fiancee Kim, but the truth is, she had no problem with it. What I didn’t want to admit to them (or myself, frankly) is that it would have been wasted on me, since I’d been to strip clubs before and never even got hard. He and the rest of the guys gave me a rash of shit for it, accusing me of being pussy-whipped and henpecked, but I didn’t care. I said I would go along with anything else they wanted to do.When I said that,. " Ryan added. "Sounds like a plan to me." I chimed in.We called in our order and wrapped things up at the office and headed out. Stopping by the pizza parlor on the way to Ryan's house, we got the pizza and also stopped by the corner liquor store to pick up some tequila. Neither of us cared that much for beer. We had learned we had this in common several projects ago. We both thought it tasted like horse piss (although neither of us had drank horse piss before)! We ate our pizza and had way too.