I asked if I had come to the right place? He assured me that he would be pleased to help me out as long as I am of legal age. I pointed to the doorman...and asked naively if there is a back room we can go into. I had assumed at this point gay bars had back rooms full of men fucking. He leaned in and kissed me firing off so many new emotions. I had never kissed a man. Robert had his hand on the small of my back. He ran his finger below my waistband running his finger in my ass crack while we. I’d been out partying, and my first thought was that some guy had roofied my drink, taken me home, and was having his way with me. Which I don’t mind: if a chick’s gonna be out drinking, it’s her responsibility to keep and eye on her drinks. I hadn’t, so I accepted the hot, in-and-out thrusting by wrapping my arms around his shoulders and back, while raising my legs and drawing them back, so he could invade my supine body even deeper. I breathed in his intoxicating male scent, and enjoyed his. "Sam… I don't-"He was silenced as her lips enveloped his, leading to a kiss that felt like it was made of fire and longing and everything that Sam imagined it to be. And Freddie felt a lot of repressed thoughts about his friend well up as he brought his hand to her face. And that's when things went sour fast.Sam wanted the kiss to last forever, but she winced back in pain, her body beginning to contort. She began screaming and Freddie could hear bones crunching and reforming, and the colour of. He couldn't see anything so he went around to a side window. Just around the corner of the living room he saw his almost-naked wife on top of a smaller male. They were kissing very passionately, and even in this dim light, Ralph could see their tongues slipping in and out of each other's mouths.He could see his wife Jenny trying to rip and pull off the boy's clothes, the desperation and hunger evident in her movements. Not for several years had his wife attacked him like that, nor gave any.