You already have your cock out and are stroking it slowly while watching me with these guys, i moved over as you shoved it in my mouth. you grab my ha...r and pushed my head further down into your cock, forcing me to take you deep in my throat. i had no choice but gag and slobber all over your throbbing cock and down your thighs. you commanded me to get up, without taking your cock out of my mouth. you lifted up my dress and the other guys started to slap my big ass. john took my hand, i stroke. I decided I was just going to survey the scene and dance with Charlie a few times. I was intrigued by the platforms (I was there to watch). Amy said they were for drumming up business or for girls who just wanted to dance instead of the one-on-one stuff. The customers seated at the platform were expected to toss a buck per song up on the platform. Wilder and wilder stuff was the norm as the night progressed. “This place isn’t for the faint of heart, guys. After midnight, anything goes. Girls. It was big, and round. It was wheat-colour, like the rest of her. Actually, it was brownish, and its cheeks were the colour of apples. Never stopping to the stroking of my cock, i leaned over and gave her ass a quick pinch."Aaahhh..." she cried out and rubbed her arse with her fingers where it hurt. She looked at me. "I have wanted to do it ever since I put my eyes on you," i told her. She smiled. "Now you can do it whenever you want to," she said slowly, looking straight into my eyes.. It was standing atthe complete vertical and leaking like a Congressional committee.He pulled out my chair. Went and got my food. Told me how pretty Iwas. A lot. Told me how he had always wondered what I would be like ifmy femme side emerged.My femme side?Until the day before, I didn't know that such a side existed.I did a lot of blushing and smiling at that brunch, but very littleeating. I pretended to look down at my plate now and then, but I wasactually looking at Mr. Spunkwell's penile.