Thank you so much," she said with obvious sincerity.Vi ignored the chilled mug and brought the bottle of Bud to her lips. As she enveloped the upper n...ck I couldn't help imagining the way their soft fullness would feel on my mouth. I started pouring my cooler into the glass."You could probably train a boyfriend to do that with a bit of persuasion," I said suggestively before taking a sip."Not really interested," she replied taking a long swallow; another blip on the gaydar."Doesn't it get a bit. "She watched the big man; he beamed like a schoolboy. So he'd heard 'wonderful things' about her he said? She wondered what things they might be, and who might have told him – Charrier, no doubt, or one of the others. It wasn't hard to imagine the nature of their recommendation. Maybe that should embarrass her, but it didn't. It would have, only days ago. What she now felt was just an amorphous mixture of contradictory emotions, muffled by a layer of excitement.The man ordered food and drinks.. I want you to cum, to have this release all to yourself. I want to give this to you since you already gave me so much earlier. Your legs grow restless again and you press my head closer into your cock, forcing me to swallow you and I choke a little bit and push back. I go slower for a minute, regaining my breath and looking up at you to see the slight smirk on your face because you know that you made me gag a little bit and for some reason that amuses you. I smile around your cock and take you. At Casino you offered kisses for drinks and you didn’t stop him when he felt you up on the dance floor. You wanted something harder than watered-down booze and you asked your date to find you something. Maybe he did and maybe he didn’t. I don’t give a fuck any more because you made the decision about what was important in your life. You want to party and cut loose and have fun. That’s fine and I’m not going to tell you you’re wrong to feel that way.“But it doesn’t fit with how I want to live my.