. But I am hard-on .. emo style .. androgynous I can branch to death. One moment I expect him to ask me some money .. honestly .. I wanted so badly he...would have had. I pay him a drink .. I took a tape .. him a mineral water .. It seems in a hurry .."Pressed? "I said"Yes .. want to suck you .. serious, "he says by planting her blue eyes into mineOk. or you go?"Come ... I am .. "We go out .. I'm .. turning the corner .. He beckons me to enter .. to enter .. a building under construction. We pass. She knows she wants to be fucked more than anything, she just doesn't wantme to know. A funny thing, but that makes her a lady she is. But I know. Ican smell her. Now, she is blindfolded and I turn her around so that she kneels on the sofa,her legs apart, her head resting on the pillow. She is open, wet and helpless,she is ready to be taken and fucked as I please. Her pussy is so hot. I takeanother bottle of wine and start gently touching her arse and her pussy withits neck. The glass is cold. I spotted my gorgeous African spunk of a man across the room. Justin was an incredible lover, with lovely blue eyes, longish dreaded hair, beautifully tanned skin and a body to die for. Justin and I fucked on a regular basis. It was never more than that… neither of us wanted it that way. If I picked up someone else for the night or if he did, it was never an issue. I saw him smile at me and I knew by his look that he was available for my pleasure. We got a cab back to his place and we couldn’t. I was still hard and needed some release. It was coming. “That was pretty good pussy eating there, Dennis. Catherine sniffed and said in a matter of fact voice. “I thought she might be faking it, but I can tell now she really came.” “Well, thanks, I guess, but I could use some relief here.” I said. “Well, She’s ready to be fucked now. Think you can manage it without losing your cheerleader girlfriend?” “Yeah, I guess since she’ll never know, it’s OK.” .