Between Friday night and Sunday afternoon I came so many times that by the time Randi left me to go home my cock hurt. Randi loved anal sex and it was... my first time up the dirt road. Randi liked to experiment and if there was a position that two people could use she wanted to try it. There were times I felt like a pretzel and it's a good thing that I didn't have a chandelier or we would have been swinging from it. No matter what else we did one thing was always paramount with Randi - I could. It looks gorgeous and the weather should be nice and hot in the Utah/Arizona desert. I'm flying into Denver and heading up to Kip's and pretty much straight away we are on the road for the nine hour drive across where we'll spend July 4th on the water.I have never been to a gay bucks party before and I really am not sure what to expect... will it be just days of debauchery or will it be sedate? You can bet that as soon as I find out I will be informing you guys about it.Speedos will be packed. Everyone, including herself, had mocked them before they arrived. The military was not seen as anything but a bunch of brainless brutes, thinking that criminal prevention could be achieved through even more violence. Or so she had thought. She was determined to be entertained, and to feel superior, even before they arrived. When the had entered, three men in rather plain shirts and pants, muscular, but not overly so, and Jack, the founder of the project, and obvious leader of the team, her. And that he hadn’t complicated her career. He didn’t want to fan that hopefully small coal of resentment and chance it setting something aflame that would remove forever the possibility that he would see Misty ... and their child again.“Thank you,” she said, leaning into him. “I’m ready to go again.” Her eyes were serious again. “We only have three days.”Suddenly, the next three days took on greater importance to Bobby too.Misty didn’t know about the twins, who seemed to ignore their own.