So fuck it, we paid. Well I went to the dancing area and there was nobody in the whole room but a butt ass ugly girl on the dance floor. I told my bud...y this is bullshit when I notice to lil hotties come from the dressing area. So I sat down and the girl on the dance floor started talking to us. She said her name was Gretta and wanted to know if we wanted something to drink. I told her a beer and she said we dont have alcohol. I told her I heard the other clubs do but she said they dont. I told. The deeper I went with my tongue the crazier she went on my cock. She grunted as she slobbered up and down my shaft, trying to take as much in her mouth as she could without gagging. I responded by pulling her down on my face so that my nose was wedged into her ass, as I ate her sweet cunt like a mad man.It didn't seem like either of us were going to surrender this oral battle. It just got more and more intense the longer we went, until finally I said, "I've got to cum soon." There was no way. We could hear the concussion of fireworks as they were testing them, or whatever it is fireworks people do, so I wanted to find a good spot to watch. From past experience, I knew the best place was in the Simpson’s backyard at the end of the street. It was small, had only a couple of small trees, but it had a iron fence in back, and they had a park bench to sit on.I took Atal there, and we sat down, snuggled together on the bench. It was very romantic, the breeze now a gentle rush that. Then his hands were on my shoulders, massaging then. It felt great, he really knew what he was doing. His hands moved towards my neck then back towards the shoulders. All this time he kept the little kisses coming, on my neck, on my ear lobes. “Just relax and enjoy.” he whispered in my ear between kisses. I closed my eyes and let my body relax, sinking deeper into Kunal, just enjoying the attention I was receiving. I must have been enjoying it too much cause suddenly I realized he pulling on my.