" But ... We're getting married," he tried and pushed his cock a little further between my closed thighs."I want to be pure for my wedding, Paul. My f...mily's Sicilian. If I don't wear white it'll be like walking on my mother's grave, and that woman was..." A saint, I know," Paul sighed. "Why did I fall in love with the only virgin over 18 in New York?" He shook his head sadly. "How about a little, uh..." His thumb traced over my lips."You want me to ... to do ... that?" I opened my eyes wide. We'd seen them around but hadn't really gotten acquainted. After greeting a couple of the local girls, with whom we had spent some time "getting to know", we went to the bar and got a few drinks.Beer and wine were plentiful and soon the party was in full swing. Everyone was friendly which led to a lot of bumping and grinding on the dance floor. The local girls really knew how to dance, and after a while, Chris and I both had hard-ons that we were rubbing against any girl who would come near.. I left his cock sticking out of his waistband, and moved in on Mike. His cock was about 6” long and slightly curved, but had the best taste of all of them. Since he was wearing some scrubs pants, his cock was easy to get to and I had great access to his balls and cock. I worked him slowly, savoring this last blow job, and even got brave enough to rub my cock against his. I could see the pre-cum oozing out of his cock and licked it up. It was divine. I slowed the pace of the blow job and started. .unh... Just hurry up Randy, would ya. Uh..uh..uh.." He plants his elbows on the table and rests his chin on his hands, staring at the shuttered window in a most disinterested way as his body is if forced forward and back. The table legs creak and slide with each impact.Skanky Snurf, village whore. It was bad enough that doing his ass was like screwing a windsock, but his bored and lippy demeanor today was really putting you off. You bring your hands down from his stumpy little knob of a tail.