“UH.. .. UH…. Aaggghhhh” I moaned as softly as I could as I felt my orgasm crest. It was small compared to most of my orgasms and I did squirt b...ut not that much really. I felt my fluids splash on my hand and a few drops dripped on the boardwalk as embarrassed as I was it could have been much worse.Connor was bent over with me with his arm around me and I looked over at him and his crotch was right there in front of me. His cock appeared to be fully erect in his pants and he was absolutely HUGE.. OK, this was getting weird, why did I like wearing a women’s bathing suit? Why did I get so turned on about being in public wearing it? A more troubling part was I wanted to take it a step further, but was unsure what to do next.The next day I was traveling for work and was selling some product to a small store in a strip mall. When I left the appointment, I saw a Salvation Army store next door in the same shopping center. I am not sure why I decided to go into the thrift store, but I went in. ." I could hardly believe my eyes, "Watch this"I began again, pointing down the vale for the youngster. As I recited, the Zibong seemed to stop its endless back and forth motion, as if it was listening. Very strange. I got to the end of the poem and watched in wonder as the Zibong drifted off into the night. Soon it was gone."Why did it do that?" Gaku asked."I really don't know," I replied, "Maybe it is a poetry critic."Gaku chuckled, visibly relieved at seeing the Zibong gone. "Should I stay. “After he came so hard down my throat, I was still half-swallowing his snake down my throat while breathing shallowly and fucking his hand. I unexpectedly started orgasming so deliciously, that I didn’t stop shaking for a few minutes afterward. Honey, isn’t this exciting,” she demanded to know while jerking my near-bursting cock beneath the dinner table.”“Ok, picture this,” she said as she lowered her head down to my throbbing dick, “I’d just snorted a huge line off his black cock and then.