It broke my heart that they both went behind my back the way they did but deep inside I was happy they left me. At least I knew who my true friends we...e. I decided to go out to this gay club to clear my head. I didn’t feel like getting hit on by guys or women for that matter. I was too pissed off to even think about a guy right now. I headed to the bar where this tall woman was stirring up some drinks in a canister. “What will it be?” She asked “Apple martini. Sometimes we laughed, sometimes we were quiet thinking about what we were saying. I was fascinated by her and could tell we were enjoying each other and before long we were the only ones left in the café. She looked around the empty café, “It looks like we have to leave.” She took a deep breath and leaned forward. “Listen, if you promise you will behave, I might invite you to my apartment for dessert. I baked an apple pie this morning.” “I would love dessert and I promise I will be a good. ”I led Kristen to my room and she sat down on the bed while I brushed my teeth. She was still clinging to the towel like it was a comforter, when I came back and sat beside her. I could see she was nervous and unsure what to do, but it was easy to sympathize as I was in the same situation. I suggested we simply get on the bed and talk a while. Kristen agreed, and crawled over the bed to lie. I noticed that she’d left the towel behind.We didn’t talk too much, just nervously mentioned a favorite. He’ll get used to you being there soon and then you can kiss it and then suck it. Have fun you little fucking whore.”I moved my hand from his belly to his cock and it jumped. Then I jumped. I hope I didn’t scare him. But, I didn’t move my hand away. It felt weird, holding this cock. It wasn’t anything like a man’s cock. It wasn’t really smooth, but not rough either. The head was more like a mushroom with a definite ridge.As I was holding it in my hands, I looked up more and saw his huge set of.