I just love having sex in public places, don't you? Looking at the pool, two of the families had gone inside leaving two families with kids screaming ...and splashing.Yes, I did like sex in public places. Ann surprised me our first year in college when we went to Myrtle Beach for Spring Break and asked me if I wanted to go at it on the secluded beach spot she had found. We did but quickly gave up because sand was getting everywhere. Later she pointed out a park within walking distance of our. I would sit at a table near frozen sandwiches and microwave ovens while she worked the counter nearby. When she wasn’t at work one time when I stopped in, one of her coworkers told me she was in the hospital, so I stopped up to visit her. I was a bit alarmed before I stepped into her room and sat alongside her bed, but for her, she seemed to accept that her medical condition would just put her in the hospital for a few days from time to time.The ice had been off the lake where I was living. After that, we just lay quietly facing each other, gazing fondly into each other’s eyes until there were no more streetlights and we were once again shrouded in darkness. That whole time, my heart was hammering in my chest and I wanted nothing more than to feel his soft, warm maleness once again.As if reading my mind, he gently took my wrist in his hand and guided my hand back to his crotch. He did this with such tenderness that I couldn’t resist. Once again, I gently cupped the wonderful warm. “Why don’t we call it a night whore?” then he extinguished the kerosene lamp and the room went dark. He left, closing the door. Jane couldn’t believe he left her like this, still tied up in that horrible position, still messy with cum and sweat. Her tits felt bruised, her insides felt like they’ve been rubbed raw and were filled with the sticky cum of scores of men. In the darkness, in her mind all she could see were cocks, big hard cocks, she felt like one would be pushed into her any moment.