Even this close he saw no trace of his buddy and a strange desire came over Ken, he wanted to kiss those red lips and the thought about it the stronge... his desire became."What are you thinking?" Ken said to himself. "You're not gay." "Are you okay?" Vanessa asked when she saw him staring.Ken mumbled a response."What's on your mind?" the pretty brunette asked."I'm thinking I want to kiss you," Ken answered as he stared into her eyes.Van was taken aback. It was one thing to look and dress like a. His humiliating comments continued the entire time, until I started shooting my cum over my tummy and chest. I was exhausted. The bastard broke me and at the same time he gave me an unbelievable climax. Now I felt guilty for enjoying it so much. He pulled his finger from my asshole and pushed it in my face. He said, “Look how dirty your boy cunt is. You need to clean better.” He wiped his finger on my underwear. I said, “Do you have something to clean this up?”He said, “Here I will help you. I let the band play another number and danced to one more. Andrea had her hands all over me including an exploration of my groin. That reminded me that I needed the mens room.I called Carol."What's going on?" She told me she'd squared it with you." Cunning bitch."I sighed down the phone."I know," she said. "I kind of made space for that to happen." What do you want me to do?"There was a long pause. "Does that remote in your pocket work long distance?" Damned if I know." I took the thing out and. You take the gel and move to your knees, pooling it from the bottle into the palm of one hand, and then proceed to cover my erect cock with the slippery liquid. Your hand glides effortlessly up and down my shaft, feeling it pulse and grow even harder, thicker between your delicate fingers. Then I tell you to turn around, and once you do my hands exert gentle pressure on your back to cause your ass to arch toward me. Now I have the shower gel, and I tell you to spread your pale round asscheeks.