I was fairly certain I could feel a bulge through his swimming trunks as we danced. Dancing has always been a type of foreplay with me and this was no...different. I could feel a slight increase in my heart rate and tingling between my legs as my nipples hardened under the bikini top. After 4 or 5 songs we retreated into the living room and flipped on late night television. Suddenly Sarah announced she was calling it a night and grabbed Walt’s hand to lead him away. I felt like I had. Well, as their deadline came closer Jane started wheedling me for the money. I don’t know how she found out, but she knew I’d several thousand bucks sitting in my main bank account. I was just thankful she didn’t know about the two hundred thousand dollars in my investment account, or the house I owned a few streets away. I was renting the house out since I didn’t need to live in a big house, yet. It’s my ideal of a house for when I do get around to having a family, so I bought it when it. As I went through the moves on my first test, I could see the man standing at the edge of the arena watching me intently, and though I was concentrating on my paces, I realised that he had not put a hat on today. When I had finished and was leaving the arena, I steeled myself to turn and look him directly in the face. He was certainly only a year or two older in appearance than me with a handsome manly face, a small moustache and goatee beard, and piercing blue eyes. He looked me straight in. My head was spinning as I let it drop backwards and my grips were solid on the handles. My stretching, twisting body was ramming every millimeter of my meat shaft down the throat taking me inside on the other side. I squirted, I spurted, I spewed all I could and emptied my balls. Although extremely sensitive but Walter did not let me pull back until he milked me for every drop possible. After he cleaned me up with his tongue and lips, I pulled myself back still gasping for air. I just could not.