No one can see me if I just keep my face buried in his lap, I thought to myself as I just sucked away, allowing my mouth to get nice and wet. I wanted...his cock to be covered in my saliva. If he was going to get my panties wet, I'd get his just as wet too.He looked at me and urged me to get up onto the bench. I got onto my knees and rested the top of my feet on the armrest, pushing my ass up a little as I went back to work. He reached a hand down, undoing my button with a snap of his fingers,. “What do you have in mind boss?” John asks.“I have an idea about what to get Dakota for a small gift,” I tell him.Fred only takes about 10 minutes to get us to this very high-end curio shop on Rodeo Drive. He pulls up the limo out front and we step out and step into the shop. We are greeted by a nice lady that is probably 55 or so. The shop is quaint, but it has lots of nice curio pieces. Of course, there were also several curio cabinets which I had no interest in looking at. I saw this cute. He was a great guy, cute, fun, sweet, and a really cool. so, we start talking and i find out he likes me. well, he says he does, but its hard not to tell that someone likes you when they cant get their eyes off the front of your pant or cant pull them away from you. more the first than the second. now, he knew i was bi. that secret got out becuase of my idiot freind micheal. yeah, when you tell someone you like boys and they tell you they wont say a word to anyone, make sure they are telling. Robert liked women who were on the bigger side. The term is called “BBW.” He would pretend to like hot blondes with his buddies. He never wanted his friends to really know what really turned him on. They’d probably tease him. He just wanted to fit in with his friends.On campus, he would take out girls that had blonde hair and firm bodies. He’d let them suck his dick and occasionally he’d fuck them for appearance sake. The kind of women that really turned him on were “fat girls.” He liked them.