Hands back up around his head, hips forward, wetness pressing against him. No more fabric between us.“Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight and ...ack.” Another song, how appropriate. I could feel him, so nice, so exciting, so hot! Up against me, stimulating me, for my first orgasm. I had already phased out the club. I was in the zone, honed on my prey. Almost ready to devour. I lifted up, taking him with me, a trick I had learned, developed and perfected. Still kissing him, I managed to. " You haven't got a hanky," I pointed out."True," Jenny shrugged, and then abruptly just spat lightly on my cheek then rubbed it with the tips of her fingers."Eew," I complained."Stop moaning little boy," Jenny giggled, wiping the traces of her lipstick from my face."Cheers s*s, I guess." Right, seriously, let's get going. I wanna get good and drunk. It's almost eight o'clock already for fuck's sake." Okay, let's get. All was still and dark. I jumped off and he parked his bike to one side. Now I felt, shy, scared, worried about some hetero macho type getting turned off by discovering that the cheap whore was a transvestite.‘OK slut. Take the jacket off and walk to the other side of the car park. Then strike a few poses and walk back to me. And remember, I don’t want any lady like walking - you walk like a whore.’ He slapped my bum and off I went. I really swayed the hips as I moved and stuck a hand on my. 5 minute pore ma ferot elo temoni nogno hoyei. Ese amar khater pase darie bessar moto ker miti miti haste laglo. Tar dudh dutoPremikar moto cheye roilo. Mar vadoy alo pore chok choke birjo dekha jasse.Ami sorir chorie du hat baralam ma er dike, ishara peye ma amar buke uthe elo lokkhi meyer moto.Tar ngno norom sorirta amar nogno sorire moddhe niye piste laglam. Ma bolte laglo,–amar lokkhi baba, dol na mar sorirta, sob jala nivie de na sona, tor ma k abar ma bana, amiTor hajaro seler ma hote.