‘Nevermind. It was stupid anyway’ I thought. Nothing was going to happen. Forget it. The car turned onto her street. My hands visibly trembled an... I repeatedly shuffled about as the driver slowed to a halt in the middle of the cul-de-sac and we stared at each other. “So...” we started, both simultaneously mocking some kind of clichéd awkward love scene and genuinely unsure of what next to say. The moment seemed like an age, an age of pulses racing and of hearts beating so loudly the driver. . Ginger groaned. She placed her palms on my chest and pushed down to be able to change the angle her crotch was grinding me at. I wrapped my hands around her tiny waist and steered her onto the tip of my dick. She was so narrow and light, probably less than 90 pounds, and I could grip each ass cheek in my palms. I pulled them apart and rotated her hips and got my cock head into her pussy. Her eyes shot wide open as did her mouth in an O, In! In! She wiggled and squirmed and slowly slid down my. I want to hear. No. I am not doing that she replied. I will be home soon. Come on, Babe. I think that would be so hot. I want to hear. She was quiet for a couple of seconds and then said very faintly, Maybe. I heard her shift around and then she said she was pulling down the covers. I heard her give a sharp intake of breath and I knew she had uncovered his cock. Go ahead babe, touch it. Shhhhh, I am. He is not hard yet. He might not have been but I definitely was. Go ahead and put it into. We entered the room and a man approached me from behind and removed the hood from my head.As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I noticed that we were in what looked like the royal box of a Victorian theatre. I could see below us a number of naked men sitting watching a show on the stage, before I could see what they were watching, my eyes were filled with the face of a beautiful blond man, in his mid-twenties, who was approaching me. He grabbed my face and began kissing me, I responded and was.