I could see their outlines, in the streetlights walking closer. Towards the sounds of moans of that crush, and the deep grunts of my friend. They must...��ve been fucking already. They pass so close to me, and I saw their eyes finally. Human after all, not some midnight demon prowling the streets. I could tell they were undressing me for only a second before they say Pearson taking his crush on the floor, I was dripping on a moment earlier. They seem older…at least the woman does. Maybe 45. The man. “I grabbed her tit, and when that didn’t work I pretended to yawn and I-”“Okay stop right there, that’s really pathetic. Look, Miles, you can’t attempt to make a move with blunt force like that. I mean what’s next, did you force a kiss on her-”“Yeah...”, I replied defeatedly.“Oh wow, that’s really sad. Listen, man, fuck Lanie, it’s summer break and I’m gonna get you a girl tomorrow night. A real slut, you’ll get some from her I’m sure of it”I smiled, and laughed a little over the phone, “Sure. That was good. I was still hard. I was enjoying this. I finished showering and told her to get out. "Dry me first little sub. I don't want to get a chill. When you have finished you may dry yourself off and come into the bedroom. Understood?" She nodded, and began using the large towel to dry me, making sure that she fondled my balls and dick. I remained hard. I could see her inverted nipples were hardened. Her long black hair was wet, but she would dry it before coming to me, and she would be. Let's get out of here and go somewhere we can talk in private."She looked hurriedly about her and I indicated Bernie with a flick of my eyes. She gave the briefest nod of understanding and followed me out. I cudgelled my brain to think of somewhere we go where we could talk without being overheard. It was early Friday evening and the pubs and bars in that part of London were full of people celebrating the weekend. In the end I gave up and hailed a Black Cab. We went to my place.I have a small.