The fat lady started kissing me all over and introducedherself as Shiren. I also kissed her passionately, The guys in themeantime dressed up and left ...iving us both a kiss on the cheeks. Weremained like that for some time and then slowily got up anddressed. I was tired and I just hoped that the night would end and Icould relax between the kapoors. As were about to leave, Mr,Kapoorcame looking for us, took me in his arms and asked are you OK. Isaid fine, Shireen took care of me. He gave a peck. He's about 60 smiling wearing a burgandy robe. He looks me up and down still smiling. "Nice T-shirt. nice chest! Welcome! We don't get a lot of guys like you or, your age!" I look around the 2 rooms and there was about 15 older White men. I was in my late 30's and the youngest guy there was 50! At first,I felt "odd" being the only Black man there but, everyone was so friendly! So, I felt more at ease. The host asked me if a was "Top", "Bottom" or, "Verse". I quickly told him that I was a "Cock. I was glad to see that he had been rubbing oil on his body as well and his body glistened in the little bit of light that was in the room. I pulled him closer and rolled on my side, finally seeing his nice dick right in front of me. Surprisingly he wasn’t fully erect, which was good, I like getting a dick hard. I grabbed his dick and balls and started to caress him, and felt it grow. He had a nice, but small dick. I began to play with his dick, moving my hand over it, palming it and giving him. As well as meltingly soft golden brown eyes. ‘Brian are you telling me you prefer to imagine me topless?’ ‘Um I do actually love that idea but I didn’t mean that. I don’t want to scare you off again.’ I winced at the reminder. I’d offered him a teaser shot since he’d given me a very hot one of his own on cam. We’d been type chatting through messenger since I didn’t have a microphone. He hadn’t been wearing a shirt and I’d complimented his chest and the perfect ‘sexy’ amount of hair he had in.