I left the bar in five minutes and was in my room for a shower. In about half an hour or so there was a knock on my door, it was him. I opened the doo... with a towel around my waist and asked “how may I help you sir?” He looked as if he was frozen, so I pulled him in and planted a kiss on his mouth. He was melting like a snowman in my arms so quickly that I felt him grab my balls and then my cock while sucking my lips into his mouth. I dont like to be dominated in sex so I told him to get down.. She jumped to her feet and grabbed my cock. She was laughing. I was trying to stop her. She evaded my arms. I tried to catch her. Every one laughed as she pumped me. We were in full view. She was quick.She moved behind me and reached round. She continued to pump. My cock throbbed and twitched. I tried to grab her. She pumped faster. Her other hand reached around me. She took my balls in her hand. We stopped dancing. The crowd shouted. More were on the stage. They jostled to take pictures.“Now!. I must have held out all of three seconds..."Pluh pluh pleaaasssse...I want your cuh cuh cock!" I struggled to spit out every word, a sloppy stuttering mess, begging to get fucked. So beaten down and horned up that the degrading depravity of it only turned me on even more. She smiled as she peeled me off her lap dragging me back over to the mirror and pushing me down to my knees. She was going to make me watch myself lose my virginity...I closed my eyes to block out the image of the cum. Why not? I enjoy talking to you. This conversation has been a bit rough, I realize. But we had fun the other night when sex was off the menu.”“You confuse the heck out of me! You flirt. You take me on dates. You talk about sex. But you aren’t trying to get me into bed.”“Correct.”“And you aren’t just playing hard to get? Pretending?”“Nope.”“Weird. May I ask one favor?”“I suppose.”“Dress like Bond again. That was fun.”“Deal. My schedule is a mess, like I said. It’ll probably be a couple of weeks..