I could hear people cheering & making noise as she closed the door.I sat on the bed, she walked over to me, we kissed, her hands on the sides of my fa...e, I grabbed her ass and then slid my hands under her shirt and brought my hands to just the sides of her breasts, my thumbs on her nipples.She stopped kissing me and took her shirt off, I grabbed her tits again, this time sucking and licking her nipples. I then put my head between her tits and tried to hold that moment still. She took a step. "Oh... that explains the bad mood. What did he do?"John laughed. "Nothing. He's great. I'm the problem." What do you mean?" Well, Blaine is absolutely great. I mean, I know he loves me, he keepstelling me that he does, and I'm... I really like him. I don't know ifit's love, or not, but... you know."In the glow of the computer screen, John didn't notice that Rose hadstarted to enter the room, but stopped when she heard that John wastalking to Cassie. When she accidentally over heard the subject. She often came into the club myself and her Dad frequented, usually accompanied by her boyfriend. We clicked instantly, our humour was on the same wavelength and both found the smallest thing funny, often collapsing into a fit of laughter, whilst everyone else sat straight faced wondering what was so funny. One night she came in alone, explaining her boyfriend had stood her up, so she decided to come and see her Dad as she was at a loose end. Unfortunately her Dad had been called out to a work. I fumble with the button briefly before undoing your pants and thrusting my hand inside. You gasp as I grab your cock firmly, squeezing and stroking it. With my free hand, I slide your pants off. Only your boxer briefs are keeping your cock from my sight. I can see where your precum has left a darkened spot on your boxer briefs. I brush my fingers over the tip of your cock, coating them. I remove my hand from you. You groan until you see my fingers moving to my mouth. I suck each of my fingers.