“It’s nice to see you and get to know you!”“Oh yes, it is!” I readily agreed as I watched her move. “Normally I only see people, like yo..., through my mirror in the taxi!” I grinned. “Well you must see some sights!” She smiled. “Especially when the clubs close!” I watched her shift again as she propped herself on her elbows. Her big soft breast flesh wobbled as she moved. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her big tits and she saw me looking too. “Sights like me, no doubt!” I suddenly. “Okay. Have you ever thought about what gay guys do together?”“You mean sexually, I guess?”“Yeah, I mean, yeah, the sucking and butt fucking everybody assumes, but ... why do they do it?”“Well, duh,” I said. “It’s obvious they’re pretty much like men with women, I guess. They have one night stands or they have relationships. There’s the new gay marriage laws and all, you know? They’re just people, not another species.”“I know. I just don’t quite get it, though. I mean, I love eating a pussy,. When a large cock is placed at my entrance, I moan loudly into the pussy I am servicing. Someone slaps my upturned ass. The cock is hitting so deep inside me, places that haven’t been touched in a long time. I feel my lips stretched and my channel full. The hands continue to touch me, driving me mad with desire. I ask again to be allowed to cum. There is a pause, but another denial comes. The next cock is inside me. It’s not as large, but the woman is intense. Somehow, she starts to spin the. "Yes Master," I purred.That got him! He turned and his jaw dropped. He managed to get the plate of croissants back to the counter before dropping it. He was wearing my favorite of his robes. The one I liked to steal when I stayed here. I never brought a robe when I stayed at his house, just for the excuse to wear it. I loved its softness and how it smelled of him and his cologne. It's a short blue silk robe, which exposes a healthy expanse of his muscular legs. The front was rapidly becoming.