I took the girl's hand and put in on top of my throbbing cock. She just left her hand there, totally inert, and didn't do a thing with it. I told her ... was hurting real bad and asked her to give me hand-job to relieve my ache. She shook her head again and told me she just couldn't touch my "nasty old thing." Well, I was more than just a little disappointed--I was thoroughly pissed off. My cock and balls were aching and needed relief badly, and she wouldn't help me at all. I just started up the. "You look really nice" he said as he suddenly placed his hand on my pants and began to rub around my crotch. I started to move back a bit, startled at what he was doing, "It's okay" he said. "Its okay" "I won't hurt you" as he kept on rubbing my crotch. Standing there totally stunned I couldn't move any more as he now started to outline the obvious bulge that was now starting to form in my pants. It took a few minutes more of his running his hand back and forth over my crotch before I. His white bow tie was perfectly centered and arranged, a red silk hankie in his pocket and a large black silk cape with a red silk interior just swept above the ground. Even his shoes looked high-end, immaculately shined to a high gleam. His face and hands looked as if they had never seen the light of day and his eyes were the brightest blue almost glowing in the low light of the rave. The man took her hand and Amanda felt a cold chill crawl up her spine as his unnaturally red lips gently. She must have read the confusion on my face. “I like oral sex and lots of it, so please take your time,” she explained. “Tease me; don’t go for the gold quickly as most men do. When I come, and I will, don’t stop unless I tell you; I like multiple orgasms.” I didn’t think she required an answer so I remained quiet as she dropped to her hands and knees straddling my hips. She crawled up over my body and when she was poised above my head she grabbed the headboard and separated her knees with my.