“I’ve got some pretty hot DVDs in my closet,” he said suggestively.I told him about my short but intense experience of sex with men“You mean t...at was only the second blow job you ever gave?” he said.“Yep,” I said.“Wow, I would have thought you’d been doing it for years.”I wasn’t sure I liked hearing that, but what the hell.“The thing is, I’m totally in love with this girl right now,” I said. “My sister’s boyfriend said I might be a mostly straight person who enjoys sex with men now and then,. She rubbed her soft lips across my right nipple while her dainty fingers twiddled my left. It was my turn to writhe and roll my hips up to grind our pelvic bones together.She locked her lips around my nipple and washed her tongue across it, eliciting a moan from me. Between heavy pants, and rapid heartbeats, a thought fleetingly crossed my mind: if she keeps it up, I’ll end up going off in her without meaning to, but then, that was what she just told me she wanted.Danielle switched nipples. She. I just slowly nodded once again, and they took it off. They looked like they were boob struck, by my rack."Holy shit, I mean holy fucking shit, Gillian. How do you not have a guy motor boating the shit out of these?" Billy had to know.I didn't know. I guess I was just a woman, that let things come to her. Well, it just happened that they came to me."Billy, motor boat the shit out of these tits. While I stripped our cougar completely," Shawna said sweetly.Shawna got down on her knees, and Billy. If there is an event to be organised everyone wants to enjoy it. No one wants to do the work.So it was with our Sports Club Halloween Dance with a 'Goth' theme. For the women the theme was fairly easy, flowing black dresses, white and black makeup, silver jewellery and so on. The men tried to be 'Gothic' warriors. I had a short blanket cloak, a fake fur waistcoat, sandals, a horned helmet and a sword. I looked and felt fake. The sword was real, an antique claymore one of my distant Scots.