Well over eight inches, and it was all mine. Beautiful. I wondered if he would go for me being with another woman?Jason stopped walking and looked out... at the ocean."I think this is a good place to stop," he said, setting down the blankets and cooler.We brought an assortment of foods with us. Wine, cheese, crackers and strawberries. Jason poured us both a glass of wine, but I couldn't take my eyes off the girl sitting on the beach. Jason caught me staring. "Why don't you go introduce yourself?". I could feel her breath in my ear, she spoke softly, “The one thing about tonight” she said “is, I didn’t realise how I had missed the intimacy of a man since I found your father with that little slut, and the feeling of having a cock inside me, a beautiful cock” her hand was stroking me faster, with the perfect amount of pressure, “then when you came inside me, for the second time, I knew that I wanted you more and more, if you want, I’d like to fuck you again, I want you to share my bed”I. She just turned the handle."Bye," she said, as she opened the door and left.I continued sitting there, picking up that Yeats book again and read about Crazy Jane on her day of judgment:'Love is allUnsatisfiedThat cannot take the wholeBody and soul';And that is what Jane said.'Take the sourIf you take meI can scoff and lourAnd scold for an hour.'"That's certainly the case, ' said he.I got out my notebook and wrote a few more lines, adding to that unfinished poem that Zoey interrupted a few days. Then her husband pulled his pants and boxers down from around his ass and got up on his knees. There were no words said and I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to fuck his ass. I decided that if I was all in, then I was all the way in. This wasn't about gay or straight, it was about the ultimate experience. So I got up behind him. He was my bitch tonight, so I didn't lube him up, instead I just shoved myself as hard as I could into his asshole. He let out a cry of pain and then immediately.