Looking at it now, though, it looked like a gag to me. I set them aside and got out the baby powder.When things are absurd, I laugh. Even when I'm the...butt of the joke. Standing in front of my mirror with a bottle of baby powder in one hand and a catsuit(including ears and tail) in the other, looking like I was preparing to go to battle had me bent over with amusement. Once I got started, though, all humor left me. The magic of putting on a snug catsuit works wonders on my demeanor. The next. He struggled to pull his head back but Jerome just held onto him as he furiously fucked Marty's face, shoving his cock almost into the smaller man's throat."Oh yea. You've got a hot mouth shithead." Jerome groaned slamming his cock hard and fast into Marty's struggling face. "Can't wait to see how tight that little bum-hole of yours is."Marty whimpered in fear, pushing against Jerome's legs as the big man ruthlessly fucked his face. He breathed heavily through his nose. When he felt Jerome's. I noticed she was putting her top back on, I immediately approached again--makes me think of PUAs PF PUGs PF yes PF being Pick Up Guru PF gainfully and professionally more TAO--and smiled saying, don't worry about putting that back on, im getting a dance right now because im only [staying] here for about 5 more minutes [quite PUA also now that I reflect on it, making my truthful statement of limited time and thus upping my value for her to take note of]. She smiled back, stood up and walked. I hurried into one of the stalls and pulled them down and sitting on the pot relieving myself, I took my knickers off altogether and stuffed them in my hand bag.It was now a little after 11pm and she took my arm as we walked through the dark streets to the intersection where we would part, Jenny going to her residence, and me to my 'digs'. It was quiet, very quiet with a slight breeze blowing and there was a chill in the air, and passing some shops we found a nice deep doorway in one of them.