When I turned up to look, he was in deep lust when he asked me; "Do you like it Jess?". I was shocked to hear him ask while touching himself. I res...onded nervously; "W-what do you mean? " "You know what I mean, seeing me touch my erection with no problem whatsoever. I can tell you want to suck it." Ang said with lust in his eyes. "C'mon Jess, I'll let you see it. Don't worry, it'll be our fun secret. " I was a nervous wreck when he pulled me out of my seat and lured me downstairs to his. He bent and lifted me in his arms like I was a child. I yelped in surprise and then giggled, throwing my arms around his neck and pulling him to me in another long kiss. He carried me around to the side of the bed and gently lay me down. He pulled his shirt off, exposing his chiseled physique before climbing on top of me.We resumed our heated exchange and for the first time in years, I was making out.Sometimes he was on top, sometimes I was. But as we continued to maul each other with wet, deep. It took me a long time to finally meet this guy to try my hand at pleasuring another man. I had fantasized about this so often. Our first meeting resulted in me having a few whiskeys and nothing happening. We promised to meet again and this time around he went straight for my crotch. Before I knew it I had a guy blowing me. It felt really good. Knowing from experience that I lose interest after I have ejaculated, I stopped him. I need to return the favor before that happened and I chickened. Never letting go of her hand, the man gently raised it and lead her out on to the dance floor.The Orchestra struck up a slow number and he placed his other hand about her waist, leading her in a floating circle that seemed to make her feel lighter than air, until some one behind bumped their posterior in to her bottom , pushing her closer to her partners and crushing her breasts against his chest.She felt she should step back and apologise, but found herself reluctant to do so.His arm slid.