Im 19, not supposed to be gay. But Im getting hard? He sits down next to me. I am still fully clothed. He looks sad, but has a couple more shots. They...dont hit the table. I grab mine. We knock them back and I look at him and say (all this to my complete surprise, seriously) "were you serious?". He says "about what?" (come on, man). I say about me dropping my pants. And he mentions I should walk in front of him and find out. Buzzed. 19. Hard as a man gets before I even stand all the way up. I. She could feel her orgasm building at the feel of the fake cock rubbing her clit. She held the base and wiggled it while fucking him, increasing her own arousal. She pounded and wiggled until she felt the familiar tightening, then exploded in orgasm as she ground her cock deep into his ass. Collapsing onto his back, she rested, gasping for breath, happy at this turn of events. She hadn't expected to cum. The erotic visual, coupled with the friction on her clit had pushed her over the edge. . ”“Lick it or else you like faggot an’ don’t stop till I tell ya.”From the sound of his voice I knew I’d do well to obey him so reluctantly I licked his asshole and got a funny taste in my mouth.“Lick it more, harder, put your tongue in me, now an’ don’t stop till I tell ya’”I had now gotten over the shock and humiliation of licking this man’s asshole as he laid back with his legs spread open and me kneeling on the floor between his hairy legs and I did as I was told, I probed his hairy asshole. They stepped into the elevator as the door opened. The tall salesman pressed button for his floor, then waited for the doors to slide silently closed. She was expecting his kiss as he turned to her. Her face tilted upward. Her lips parted. Her tits thrust outward, rising luxuriously in her anticipation. He felt her melt into his arms as he drew her tightly against him. She sucked his probing tongue into her mouth as their lips met. Her body quivered against him, the surging heat of his cock.