"Cissy's eyes popped from their sockets, staring at Sheik's cock. It was half out, hanging like a piece of raw meat from between his legs. She choked ...on her terror. "No!" she sobbed. "Stop teasing me. Stop it!" I'm not teasing you," Patsy said. "You'll see. He's got a great cock!" She paused and took a deep breath. "He'll be creaming you with the same cum that he sprayed on you yesterday. You'll be howling for more. His cock will give you pleasure you never thought possible." Oh, God," Cissy. The odd thing was . . . this patio seemed to have larger dimensions than the building itself!!That's when it suddenly dawned on John that he was in the Secret Garden. The door that he found in the men's room was the access to the Garden for which he wished. The only problem was, not that he was here, how would he find his way out?Somehow, someway, John instinctively knew that in order to find his way out,he would have to follow the garden to its ultimate conclusion. How long had he been here. Drool and tears did nothing to hide the satisfied smile on her barely conscious face. Disgusted, I left her there.It was what she wanted.Nights later another small perky woman shared her warmth. She was not like our waitress. This brunette wanted it soft. I was not soft. She called my name as she climaxed. I had forgotten her name. Or had I ever bothered to learn it? Plucked from the crowd, she a mere fellow traveler on the local indoor track.Her clandestine charms and willingness my only. Turning around she was now facing him,slowly caressing his chest,looking into his eyes as her hand slowly slipping down his boxers,removing the last piece of fabric from his body,exposing his already hard cock infront of her. She unconciously licking her own lip,biting on it as she stared down to his shaft,her hands slowly reaching to it. "Hard already?" She'll slightly tease him although she is completly wet already.her hand will slowly wrap itself around the shaft,squeezing it slowly between.