I lifted my skirt over my waist, slipped off my panties, soaking of course, and spread myself for him. I wanted to shiver in fear of the upcoming pain...but nevertheless I controlled myself. My eyes closed but I smiled at the picture of two people, naked from the waist down but fully clothed above.Kissing was beyond our interests. Sucking his cock was never given a thought. Hands caressing and squeezing my tits were nowhere to be found. His hands were around me, on my ass. Mine were on his cock,. Coltranes sax flowed out of the speakers as she led him out under the envious stares of both men and women. He pulled her close and let the music take them, a slow waltz step that fit perfectly with the music. She leaned into him, her hair spreading like an auburn scarf over the shoulder of his suit, inhaling his scent and feeling his warmth. She listened to the music and smiled, whispering into his ear Perfect song for the night, dont you think, baby? He listened and laughed softly. His hand. When 18 years old I went out one night with my undies on underneath my normal man-wear. I went to public toilets where I knew it would be safe and where men would be looking for sex. My problem was, how do I take the plunge by exposing myself and seeing what reaction I would get.When I got to the toilets there were about 5 or 6 men standing at the urinal and I could see that there was wanking and groping taking place. However, I went into a cubicle and put some paper over the glory-holes so. Before too long we were hugging and kissing. He then dropped a bombshell. He was a friend of someone who had been invited the Sid and Sue’s party and he had been told the women were mostly hookers. He looked at me and I guess he was waiting for confirmation. “Oh I don’t know about that” I said, lying through my teeth “I have known Sue for ages and she knows my Dad”. He smiled. Then I turned the tables “but if you want me to be a hooker I can try. How much do they charge?” I said and laughed. He.