We went to the Waterfront for drinks and dinner. He took me to this one club where we danced for a while and then after ten we were back at the lodge.... I made us some coffee and we drank it on the patio. The freeway was busy at that time of the night. So after a while we went back in and I put the TV on a music channel. He pulled me up and we danced for a while as the song was nice. I did something I always wanted to do with Hein. I pulled my fingers through his hair. Baby soft, I knew it. He. My young cock was really aching now and I was barely paying any attention to the road ahead of me. She was sleeping and I found justification to try relieving myself by stroking my 8 inch shaft. It was well hidden withing my pinstripe dress slacks but buldging noticeably...begging for relief on any kind. The pressure was building and stroking it was sorely needed. I kept my hard shaft inside my slacks but applied pressure with my agile fingers. I went on doing this for the longest time holding. " Girth?" Oh yes that what you call the thickness of a cock. How far around it is. Like Tim, has a fair amount of girth. Now one thing I usually do that is part of the show is have the person of honor attempt to deepthroat me. If anyone ever does there will be quite the prize. No one has. Most have trouble in their mouth, never mind to the throat." Hmm, Cindy looked a little skeptical. Never? And here I thought Hollywood had girls who could do anything." I gave up trying. Poor guy. But at. Good girl. He purred. The gentleness of his touch confused her even more, but his palm was warm and even though they were calloused they some how remained soft. Her eyes fluttered shut and she pressed her cheek against his hand. Fear was still pumping hard through her veins even as she tried her hardest to relax, but deep down she knew this gentle touch wouldnt last long, and just as she began to relax his touch turned into a firm grip on her hair. Then he was dragging her into his room, and.