I was working hard, really hard on giving to her.“Harder, harder baby..harder!” she cried.As I fucked her, Ezeta kissed me again, smiling at me ve...y comfortably, I guess she wanted me to know that is what she wanted. The movement of her hips matching mine, I felt myself further inside every time she moved herself down.“Ooohh, Evans,” she sighed,” keep pushing like that, fuck me, fuck me harder Evans,”Ezeta she was now riding, riding my cock like a professional cowboy.“Fuck me hardeerr, please!. He had never done such a blatant exhibition in the bedroom, so to do it in the club was arousing for her to watch. “You’re being a bad boy” she said. “You want to be a dirty girl?” he asked. She reached over and squeezed his semi-erect manhood and felt it stiffen further. “I am a dirty little girl.” She smiled seductively.The song ended and the guys at stage erupted into cheers and loudly clapped their hands. Some rose, exposing packages that athletic shorts were not meant to hide. She. As my girlfriend wandered away, I adjusted my erect cock and as I looked at Eric he quickly looked away, as if ashamed to see me catch him looking at the bulging package in my pants. I joked, "Fuck, Karen is such a tease. I was sure I was getting a blowjob at the very least tonight."He didn't respond, and continued working on the last of the decorations. I don't know why or how I knew, but I just did. I have come to call it my Bottom Sense: my keen ability to sense when a guy is gay curious,. ”“Girlfriend, you are going to get us in trouble if you keep talking and moving around on me like that,” I calmly said as Coach Vickers walked by and gave us a smirking grin. I looked at my watch after I drained my can of coke, and saw it was 6:58pm.Lynette saw that as well and asked, “Are you about ready to hit the highway to Harvey’s, and then to Komoka?”“Sure am!” I replied and gave her a light hand-slap across her knee. “I better find my brother and say hello. We’ve actually gotten along.