We would take turns sucking each others cocks and I'm enjoying every minute of it. I felt his cock twitch and he filled my mouth with a huge load of c...m. He finished me off I went the restroom cleaned up and left. I had just sucked my first cock and wanted more, the den was closing for the night. I headed down town to the Midtown theater. I walked in and asked how late they would be open, the attendant a tall black guy said he would be cloisng in about thirty minutes and I was welcome to check. Now, I was fucking her so madly she had to close her mouth just to make sure she doesn’t wake up the neighhors.“Ahhhh ,, ammmahh, pls swami slow down , I can’t take it any more….you are fucking me so good”I didn’t listen to her and just pumped her even harder. She then orgasmed and I could feel her juices warming my dick. I then flipped her to doggy and could see her round ass staring at me with volopotusness. I inserted my dick while she was sucking her other husbands dick. Her waist necklace. She had slutty thoughts though. She was twenty years old and yet to have sex. She dreamed of all the ways she’d have it but never tried it out.She was far too introverted to meet people. She wanted a boyfriend but never had the opportunity to meet somebody yet. She masturbated frequently and fantasized a lot.She lived alone in her apartment. She had no family and no siblings. She ached to be touched. She did speak to several people in her apartment building but none of them asked her. But that night, as on every similar occasion, the moment of contact was fleeting, if intense - and clearly terminated. We almost never touched, and any suggestions that I take her home or that she visit my apartment were politely declined. She was civil but coolly made it clear: It wasn't going beyond casual companionship.And it wasn't as if I didn't know she had other activities. About half the times when I'd suggest going somewhere, she'd decline, pleading other commitments, usually without.