I decided to go with a small, sterling silver chain on my left ankle. Topping off my ensemble of the evening were a pair of black, paten leather, stil...tto heels. I wasn't ashamed of nor self-conscious about my height.There now, that ought to attract someone's attention!It was a balmy, warm June night, so no wrap would be needed.I exited the building and had no trouble whatsoever in hailing a passing taxi, not with the amount of skin exposure I was offering. I told the driver to take me to a. I hear you moan as your back arches. I slide two fingers deep into your pussy and hook them up to caress your G spot. I know I found it when you arch your back another deep moan fills the room. My tongue is working on your clit. You press your crotch hard against my face and your hands grab the back of my head. The smells, the tastes, the feeling of your body is blowing my mind. I am no longer in control. You’re holding onto my hair driving my face into your pussy. You’re moving my head and. As I did a couple of guys walked in. They looked a bit older than myself and surely very interested in what I was doing. We exchanged nods and a quick smile, but I didn’t stop playing with my now excitingly hard cock. The two guys sat on both sides of me and soon both had their cock outs stroking and watching me rather than the screen.I decided to move things along.“I’m John,” I offered. But instead of polite introduction or conversation, one of the guys simply stood up in front of me, pointing. Her breasts were firm and supple as I pulled her shirt up allowing my lips to kiss their way across her skin, licking, teasing, and sucking her breasts as I squeezed and massaged her…. Her hand had forced its way down the front of my pants to wrap around my engorged shaft while she moaned with approval I believe at the girth and length, which caused her to press her hips into my thigh, feeling the heat exuding from her horny pussy and the eagerness to be touched by my hand as she moved it down.