“Hasn’t he said that before?”“Yes, but not in the same way. This was really special – deeper. It wasn’t the casual type of love that we us... when we say something like ‘we love sex’ or ‘we love ice cream.’ It was more the kind of love you wrote in your romance novels, when the man and woman finally find each other and their hearts beat together and they’re of one mind, well that’s what just happened. Oh, God, I’m so in love I can’t stand it. I may spontaneously combust at any second.”“What about. .. It was in that uncomprehending daze that she got my pants off. Goose bumps spread across my body in waves as I stood there vulnerable, feeling her standing to the side of me in just my panties and bra. She must have taken off my shoes and socks along with the pants, because it was the cold concrete under my feet that let me know they were gone, and snapped me back to reality. I like a piece of meat, a carcass strung up for inspection, and I could feel her eyes on me, assessing her prize. Feeling a twinge of self-consciousness I made my way to the bar, knowing a drink would relax me. Introductions were made and after 20 minutes of small talk and a few more drinks I spotted Clare on the dance floor but as I am not much of a dancer I just stood still and watched her for a while. It looked like she was dressed for a quick pick up and it didn’t take me long to figure out where her reputation came from. I was in no doubt she loves to dance and really likes the attention, she was. Sweat was dripping from Mark's entire body when he looked down and noticed that I had his entire shaft down my throat with his balls pressed firmly against my lips. My hands had shifted to his tight, round bubble butt as I kept sucking. I could tell by the contorted look on Mark's face that he was about to blow any second. I pressed my tongue firmly against the underside of his shaft and this was enough to force his release. With a loud moan, Mark blasted a huge load of hot cum down my throat..