I began sucking his cock they way I had always dreamed tasting it, savoring it as Terry fucked me nice and easy. Jen began moaning from Ricardo’s fi...gering as I moved a hand around each James and Ricardo’s shaft. I stroked their shafts moving my mouth back and forth tasting their hard cocks, savoring them as Terry kept up his pleasurable rhythm. Everyone was moaning and I was in heaven with a rock hard cock sliding in and out my ass, while taking turns tasting the cock in each of my hands while. But when I look at my underpants, somethingis odd. I'm sure I had a wet dream, so why isn't the front of myunderpants wet?They are a little wet... but down at the bottom, right underneath.That's strange, how'd the wetness get there? And it's... different. Notthe same stickiness as usual. And it almost smells... girly?Later, I come out into the kitchen. Jack gives me a funny look, andlooks behind me."Are you alone now?" What do you mean 'now?' Of course I'm alone." Didn't you have someone over. .meth? Nah, surely not. Dusk was falling, and the mesquitos were coming out when he suggested we go into his motor home.I was apprehensive but agreed.I was pretty certain he would want to fool around and didn\'t know how I would respond. Not that I would be indignant, I just didn\'t know.After inside, he was eager to show me his plush accomidations. Upon entering the sleeping area, he realized I had noticed that in the resessed head board area sat a small glass of water, a spoon and a syringe.. Leonidas Zartblum was frighteningly intelligent. His darkly luminous sense of humor and fierce joy in living burned through the dry, sterile words on paper. He was a sensitive soul who felt compassion for human suffering, and understood and respected Beth's loneliness. This was all the more remarkable in light of his physical handicaps. He stood all of 4'-8" tall and had a twisted spine.My Dear Beth,It grieves me that the other men you have thus far met through your personal ad have proven.