As if reading her thoughts however, he carefully releases his hold and clasps her hand, pulling her urgently through the crowd toward the room he had ...repared for their rendezvous. She floats behind him, every pore tingling with anticipation of what must be. They stumble through the thick curtains into a disused cloakroom, the only sound, their ragged breathing slicing through the inky shadows. He frees her hand and she waits patiently as he finds the dim lamp and switches it on. He does not. I sensed how horny he was so I took my time slowly undoing his zipper and letting his pants fall around his ankles. I lightly stroked his already hard cock through his boxers, before slowly tugging them down. Marc is a lot of fun. His cock isn't huge, he's about 4.5" when hard and cut, but what he lacks in size he makes up for it in beauty, his cock is absolutely gorgeous. When he's really turned on the head gets bright red and shiny (partly from my saliva) and he leaks a lot of precum, which. Can I get something cold for you to drink, like maybe a beer or something? Tim asked me. Then I answered in acceptance, Sure, Ill have a beer. Thank you. Youre very welcome, he said. And so Tim goes into their garage, where they keep an extra fridge. He came right back out with a couple of frosty, brown long-neck bottles, then hands one of them to me. We both took a sip of our cold beer. Ahhh, this really hits the spot in a hot day like today, I said to Tim. Youre welcome Jimmy, Tim said. Then. In this place, at least, I can defend you just fine. She was still devoted it seemed, and I could tell by the look on his face that she was going to get a vengeful, brutal fucking when this was over with ‘Now let’s see here…’ Said Valsivale, as the invading men seemed to recover from their fear somewhat and begin coming into the room with caution ‘This place still has some vindictive sentiments floating around…’ Valsivale absent-mindedly extended a hand, a strange red light gathering in it..