It had shrivelledin abject terror but now it was beginning to respond like any femaleclit to the pleasurable presence of a man-cock. He knew it was sa...ethen to begin thrusting. He pulled almost the whole way and notedapprovingly how my ass-pussy sought to come with it and almost suck itback in. He gave it back in with interest until his tip was again indeep. With every thrust, his cock seemed to get bigger and tighter butmy ass was also getting more relaxed and confident and I was riding. I touch your face and you kiss my hand. I don't even want to eat. I want to fuck you so bad. I am trying to be a lady but you read my mind somehow and say let's finish the wine, order our food and go back to your hotel. Of course I say yes. While we sip the wine and wait for our food. You come and sit close to me and I hold your face in my hands and you slowly lean your head close and kiss me. Oh God, that kiss I can never forget. Your mouth so warm and delicious. Your tongue and mine so. . I was gay... we worked well together as room mates with me sticking to the sucking and he to he cummng."I'm worried man. Like, I wish I had practice." Mark was talking slow, with pauses, which confused me a bit. I couldn't believe that he would ask to practice on me but that seemed to be where he was going. Blow jobs from a dude were one thing I could see for a straight guy, but anal... I couldn't believe that he would want to do that."What are you getting at man?" Shit, would it be fucked up. He stepped out of the bathroom, wrapping a towel around his waist while feeling ridiculous about modesty of it. He was clean, but his clothes were ruined. Nothing gets out blood, he thought. The clock told him it was now a quarter past four in the morning; not much time to get situated before sunrise. Should he just stay here for the day? It probably wasn't smart to sleep at a crime scene, but where else could he go?He glanced at the bedroom door, still open a crack. The carpet at the threshold.