Once his cock quit throbbing his stroking stopped as well. I continued to nurse on that thick cock. I wanted every drop of this man’s cum, nothing l...ss.Without removing his cock from my throat he rolled us back over where he was on his back and I was locked between his legs. Only then did he release my head from his grip. But that did not stop me from continuing to nurse on his cock.He lifted his big legs and rested them on my back, trapping me between those hairy tree trunks. He reached down. I became very horny. Then he sat on the seat and made me sit on his lap. Because all these while he felt uncomfortable cause of less space. I turned towards him and sat on his lap. He asked me if I am happy. I said yeah I am happy. But not like last time. So he said sorry and he will take me to his room. I said “no need kanna. I want you to moan. That is what is being missed”. So he laughed and smooches me again. Truly I love it when a guy moans. Just love to hear it. It makes me so horny.. She looked at me like she was sizing me up. I askedher if she would wear skirts again and she replied that I would be in onesooner.A few weeks later we were invited to my friend Jimmy's birthday party.It had a Scottish theme and it was suggested that the men wear kilts. Iwas not going to do so but Eva said that whilst she understood that I wasa man's man was I not comfortable with my masculinity? Did I thinkpeople would consider me to be gay or a transvestite if I wore a kilt?Did I not know. They ignored me. Tony handed my husband an envelope of money. "We sold 42 tickets." Tony then led us into a back room. It was set up like a theatre with rows of seats and a stage. The room was full of men and a few women. My husband turned to me."Tony has got some new stock in and your going to model it for him. You'll walk around the stage, smiling, being sexy and making sure everyone has a good time. Now go around back, Tony will tell you what to do."Tony was waiting for me. There were a rail.