Why are you and him, pole licking?” “Darlin’, we’re pole dancing too!” He smiled. Waverly also smiled. Wynonna looked like she was about to ...kick his ass. “Since when do I need to ask for your blessings for anyone that I want to be with? You’re not my mother, and you’re not my wife. I also have never stuck my nose into your sex life. It’s not my place to tell YOU who to fuck. It’s my life if I want to spend it with Bobo.” He downed his drink and walked out.He got into his car and took off for. We don't really care about them- except on April Fool's Day." "What happens then?" I queried. "We play one massive practical joke on them," Jeremy said, his eyes alight. "In honor of our founder. They do the same to us, of course, but their joke is never quite as good as ours." He eyed me speculatively. "Tell you what. I'll let you come to our first ceremony of the year. We usually don't let any non-members attend, so it's kind of a privilege. I guarantee that your life will never be the same. He was here, I was going to make sure he stayed. He ran his hands over my ass and squeezed the leather. I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and then dropped his pants and underwear with one fell swoop. I was pleasantly surprised at this horse cock staring me in the face. I immediately started stroking it.God Jared, if I'd known you'd had this monster cock I would have tried to fuck you before. Then before he could say anything I took him into my mouth and started. When we met the following summer, our "old friends" hug, tentative at first, my hand stroking her back lightly, morphed after only the tiniest hesitation into something else, our lips glued together, forever, it seemed like, our arms tight around each other and our bodies pressed together. I was in love again. Or lust. Or something. I was also limp, but I ignored that.Despite my confusion, and fogged with yearning while ignoring the irony of declaring right then that our respective marriages.