"I'll tell her that you asked about her," I said. I gave away nothing and still managed to politely answer their questions and change the subject.It m...ust've been about midnight when I pulled back into the driveway. I shut off the car and walked up onto the porch. I opened the door and walked towards the stairway. There were no lights on in the house. I smiled insanely. I was filled with a burst of happiness so vast that it was off the charts.The clock is ticking, I thought. I'll be gone in. ”Dave chuckled, “I’m married, but ... well, we have open marriages. My girlfriend that I mentioned is Ashley Steerman.”“The country singer?”“That’s her.”“And you sing with her?”“I do. We just did a concert at the Target Center in Minneapolis.”“There was a crowd?”“Over twenty-thousand. Ashley thinks I’m her new discovery in the music industry. I’m not so sure it’s what I want to do. I’m supposed to have ‘a think’ on all of it before I meet her in a couple of weeks in Dallas for another concert.”. Feeling his massive erection made me want to take charge. Or should I say my penis addiction took charge. As I dropped to my knees I unzipped Gary’s pants. Reaching past his shorts I almost lost an eyeball when his long eight inch boner popped out. ‘What do we have here!’ I teased. Taking Gary’s man meat with one hand I began to suck on it. That was Gary’s chance to take a little intiative himself. ‘Hold on, he ordered. After he dropped his pants and shorts in the living room he took me down. After the second coat of paint was completely dry, I used a dark felt tip marker to carefully draw lines over where the straws were sticking up under the tape. My next task was to find an empty bread wrapper, into which I placed the remaining two tennis balls. I rolled the open end of the bread wrapper a bit so that the tennis balls would be the correct distance below the convex end of the rolled up newspaper. I securely taped the open end of the bread wrapper to the convex end of the rolled up.