‘So how old are you?’ He asked. ’17…You?’ ’26.’ He was completely at ease after he had just fucked a 17-year-old girl. We both stood up,...and started getting dressed. ‘So uh, you live around here?’ He asked. ‘Not really. I live about another 2 hours away.’ He looked a little disappointed. ‘Oh, well maybe we can get together sometime.’ ‘Yeah, I’d like that. Here’s my number.’ I pulled a pen out of my pants pocket, and grabbed his hand. It was all sweaty, so I wiped it on my shirt. ‘Great. I’ll. As I set to masturbate, and while my sister makes love to her girlfriend only a few feet away.Of course the sounds only aide in my arousal, as the kissing progresses, and I stroke my cock to every wet kiss that takes place. But Jessica proves not to be asleep, as one of her hands takes the place of mine, and as she slowly brings me towards orgasm. While my newly freed hand slides into her panties, and where I find her pussy is already soaked."Can you hear them, too?" Shhhh, Johnny, or else. A line was formed outside - velvet rope and everything. Church hated the thing, but it gave a sense of elitism that drew larger crowds. He stepped into the night, feeling the electric tingle that filled the air anytime lots of people were gathered at one place. He flashed a red plastic card to the bouncers, who waved him in as Max drove the car off.The club was a carefully controlled dance atmosphere, a mix of techno and hip-hop, with a lounge area that often hosted live entertainment,. The answer is as simple as you want it to be."I put a hand in my pocket and fished out some loose change to pay for my drink. I looked over my shoulder and saw streams of partygoers heading towards the Company canteen where the Christmas party was being held. I knew through the work grapevine she would be there.I gave the bartender a nod. "Actually," I smiled, "I was wrong. You're worse than my mother. Thanks for the advice. Sometimes some things just need to be said out loud for them to make.