"Even on a date? She's never wrapped her hand around a cock like this one, (and as I said that, I grasped her hand and placed it on my fully erect coc...)?" She put her hands on top of mine and rubbed my cock with one hand but blocked my thumb from sliding inside her bikini crotch with the other. "You can't go inside there, you nasty Santa," she laughed. "And one more thing . . . we all need to watch her give YOU her first blow job. So are you willing to give us a hot little show?” . ‘Six degrees of separation.’ I said. ‘Or even less. Their investigation touches something else: the State elections. If there is another prison scandal, then there’s no way Governor Jared can be persuaded to run, because he’ll lose badly. It won’t hurt Lewis much, and it won’t hurt Sean Stockton, who is a Legislator, but the current Administration will be shredded by the hate-filled, militant Media.’ ‘I’m glad you don’t have anything against them, sir.’ said Myron Milton. I just mock glared at. He was gorgeous to look at and since we had started naughty chatting a month before I knew he would not object to my intrusion. I quietly moved onto the bed, slipping my naked body between the sheets. He was so warm, his breathing slow and steady. I moved closer, dipping my tongue into his ear. His reaction was instantaneous; he grabbed me and pulled me over him. His lips found mine and he kissed me fiercely. My lips parted and our tongues dueled, we both wanted more. Already our breathing was. By then I had had three, possibly four drinks, and was quite unconcerned at what had been on display. Besides, the applause that we got when the dance finished suggested that the others had enjoyed our performance. The next piece was slower so we danced close together, and Jim made no effort to disguise the fact that he was finger fucking me as we danced. When a second slow number started Henry stood up and tapped Jim on the shoulder and asked to dance with me. I tried, successfully I hope, to.