Holy shit.Surely this was a mistake. There’s no way this dominant alpha male would be playing for the other team.Why, if we were living in ancient R...ome this man would be leading an army into battle. He would be on horseback storming headfirst into the opposition, his broadsword felling bodies left and right, shouting out a fierce war cry.He was a specimen, a warrior.It must be confusion; perhaps another man has the same name…Yet, there he was on Al Gore’s internet with a big fat cock in his. With my dick still recovering, I didn’t want to abuse it without benefit of some lubrication. I dipped my fingers into the jar and rubbed my hardening cock under the covers. Outside, a short string of firecrackers went off. Ashley didn’t move. Ashley’s mom, my ex. Why would Ann have said anything about my dick to our daughter? Some kind of weird sex ed? Ann had certainly known her share of cocks. In the dark, I stroked my cock smiled. For a few years, back when we had just gotten together and. I went to the cabin door and found it locked as expected. Cathleen showed her resiliency by lifting several flower pots from the porch rail. She exclaimed happily when she found a key.We entered a large, one-room cabin. A kitchen area was at one end and a sleeping area at the other. It was furnished with a large kitchen table with chairs, a wood burning stove, a queen bed, a single bed, a sofa, and two rustic easy chairs.The cabin had clearly been winterized as the power was off and turning the. He leaned over a little and again whispered saying, “Thank you so much for sucking me and swallowing my load of cum. I just knew you would like it if you had a chance to try it. Hopefully you will want to do this again and again.” I didn’t have anything to say, and I was very tired from the fucking he had given my mouth, so I just rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. Ted must have woken up and heard and seen everything that Bolivar and I did, and I’m sure it wasn’t a coincidence when Ted.