” “Well, he can't ‘know’ what happened, exactly anyway, you can still deny doing anything ‘wrong’.” “You know what Robbie? If he asks,... I will tell him the truth. He deserves that and I am tired of acting like nothing is wrong and that I don’t have needs.” “All he ‘knows’ is that you weren't home last night and that Jenn covered for you, or tried to, anyway.” “Don’t worry, Baby. This is the way it needs to be.” “I'm only concerned for your feelings, Babe. It took me a lifetime to find you, I. ”“You want me to keep my cock and balls out of my underwear, like our old times? It will be difficult to hide my hard-on when we dance, and I’ll likely make a big wet spot on the front of my pants.”“I’m proud of your big cock, and I want to let all the women know what belongs to me, and I allow others to sample,” she replied, unzipping his fly and taking his cock out. They both looked around, taking in the sights of what was happening in the large room. The women were dancing their stuff to. " Doesn't do her justice," said Sharon bringing in the coffee. "It only hints at her radiance. She shone."She plonked down a tray with two mugs of coffee a jug of milk and a bowl of sugar."Biscuits?" she asked."No thanks," said Deborah.Richard shook his head."Right! Well, I'll be getting on with me work. Whistle if you want anything." She suddenly realised what she had said and blushing furiously fled from the room."What was that about?" asked Deborah softly."I'll tell you one day," answered. It was definitely a taste one could become addicted to.“Next time you might find a less public place to jerk off. And, oh, by the way, thanks for the use of your mouth and throat,” he said, as he left.Wow, find a less public place to masturbate, he had to be kidding. I just sucked my first cock and loved it I thought.No longer would Penthouse letters about guys fucking women, now I would need gay and bisexual reading material to beat off to, as well.This began my search for adult bookstores in.