It was beyond just wanting him penetrating me... I wanted closesness. I wanted to be in his arms. I wanted him to embrace me and kiss me. I wanted him...to be tender with me. I wanted his attention.-You know I really feel pitty for you.-Huh?-Well you drinking your cola instead of this.-He said showing off his beer bottle.-If you dont tell mom and dad I'll let you try some.Hearing this, was funny, I wondered if he truly believed I never had a drop of alcohol. Not long ago me and my best friend. ..who is married and who is always talking and boasting about fucking his wife....but on several occasions after work he has joined me at home for a few beers and asked if i have been out shopping for anything ' exciting 'lately...!! When i showed him some new gym gear he took a keen interest in a red BIKE jockstrap that i purchased..which i wear under my shorts usually when working out! Has we got more drunk, he asked to go to the bathroom....and then went missing for what seemed like ages..so. It still hurts a bit but is feeling good at the same time I tell you...I am moving my hips around to give you more pleasure...pushing into you as you pull into me...you tell me you can feel that you are ready to cumm...ask if you can cumm on my back and ass cheeks...yessss I tell you...but tell you that as you are that you have to plunge into my cunt to make me cumm...tell you to do it hard...you pull out as you start to cumm...I can feel the hot cumm on my back and feel it running down my ass. Her phone was set to vibrate only, in case Jim needed to contact her in an emergency. She knew he was only moments away if she got into difficulties.She joined the crowd on the dance floor and remained unnoticed for several minutes before the first of a series of men made their move and offered to buy her a drink. She casually brushed off their advances. The phone buzzed and she slinked off to a corner to read a text from Jim informing her that Wilson's party had just arrived.Stephen Wilson.