Now he understood what they meant when they said itcould take a long time to decide what to wear when you are goingsomewhere special. By the...time Toni got home he was wearing the black evening gownand his black boots with a necklace and bracelet to match hisearrings. Toni told him he looked sexy. He told her she could lookjust as sexy. At the supper club both Fritzi and Toni talked to the otherwomen. Fritzi was talking to Harriet when a well-dressed manapproached. "I couldn't help. "Come to bed with me, menina doce, you will not be unhappy with me in the bed, cara."He had the touch and soul of an artist. He handled me slowly and gently, then turned me onto my belly and bit at my ass murmuring in Portugese. As his fingers slowly moved in and out of my oozing sex, I writhed and shuddered. He always took his time, not letting me get to the point of such urgent need that i needed to cum, he would work me like a composer building to his crescendo. He worked me slowly and. Many before him had desired to empty their cum in that location. Some had even been allowed to do so, albeit grudgingly in compensation for some pleasant evening, some fabulous orgasm, expert pussy licking or the like. But none of them had ever had the egotistical pleasure of having me swallow, and none of their cum tasted worthy of being consumed that way.Then along came Ricardo; Ricky, Rick, Dick, Richard, Dickie Boy. That last is the code word I use when we're out in public and I want to. Her hand rested on my shoulder. “Would you like another man to see it shaved?” She asked. It was another stupid question. My cock sprang to attention. “You know I would.” I told her. “Seriously?” I looked up at her. “I could make it happen.” She told me. The look on her face told me that this wasn’t just fantasy talk. With all that had been going on over the last few weeks I knew that she was serious and I began to tremble. “Are......are you serious?” “I have met a man.” She said. “A.