By the size of it, the power of it, the taste of it. It was just as she remembered, like an explosion thrusting in, filling her up, entering her throa..., a total mouthfuck.It was like no time had elapsed since their togetherness at the party. She was instantly back in that music room. She was sucking his tongue, his strong arm was around her, pulling her close, she had a hand on his thigh, she was ready to get wet. It was not a short kiss, but it still ended too soon.“Wow,” Renata said.“Nice way. She was wearing a different blouse, this on much sexier and thinner. It buttoned low between her breasts and you could see her lacy bra beneath the blouse. She smiled and asked, "Would you like anything else," looking from Gay to me."No, thanks," I said as I took another look at her. She was young, probably my age, full in the bosom, slender and had a great shape. Her skin was smooth and fresh looking, however she had rough hands, obviously from manual labor.She was cordial and after she walked. He kissed her again, still softly, once, twice. “Bill stood up at Joanne’s side. He ran his hand across her shoulders and down her back, caressing her. He leaned to kiss her, more deeply this time. “Tell me i’m right, Joanne. Tell me you want me too.” His right hand reached into her robe to squeeze one breast, then the other. “Tell me.”“Yes.” was all she could manage. “Yes what?” Joanne's nipple pressed into the palm of his hand. it stood out stiffly three quarters of and inch. He kissed her. Just about every woman that comes here does the same. They want all of me and not just my sperm - and if they could have me for three hours rather than one, much better. It may very well be the last real male cock any of them will ever feel inside them again. Josephine's mind was already working, I knew by instinct and experience, that she was wondering how to make me 'desire' her for longer than a single roll in the hay."Is there anything you don't like? Sexually I mean?"Josephine was.