His name was Wesley Robinson, and aside from Oren himself he was the cutest guy Id ever seen. As you mightve noticed my tastes run a little cutesy but...hey, adorable guys just do it for me. Wes was a brunette. Actually his hair was black as an oil slick but technically hed be called a brunette. His eyes were blue as oceans and surrounded by a cluster of thick dark lashes that helped hint at his probable Hispanic heritage. His skin was tan but not really dark so I could never be sure. He built. She opened the door and Bruno excitedly rushed out. He ran around me sniffing and then on orders from Josephine, I leaned over and his tongue found my cunt and he began to lick it.Just as I was about to start building to a climax Priscilla ordered the dog to stop and to come around in front of me and lay down on his back. The red tip of his cock was already easing from the sheath."Go ahead Joan, suck his cock, suck him until he cumms in your mouth."I leaned down and took the head of his cock in. It seems this is often the case in young, trendy gay bars. Surely a lot of alcohol is consumed to ease the tensions and inhibitions. We drank quite a lot. The few older guys who were present were more direct, almost staring you down with eyes emitting lust for some fun just for the night. I and my friends were not after these older guys. We had a good time, drinking and laughing, moving moderately to the heavy beats of the music. Around five oclock in the morning it was time to head on for. The pleasure that I’m getting from this was making it hard for me to think, I just wanted to moan and shout in pleasure, I wanted everyone to hear my sex moans, I wanted everyone to see me as a slut while I cum like a fountain, but I wanted it on my terms, what should I do now?And then it struck me, prateek just wanted feel my ass, because he was tempted by it, not because he wanted to show people that he was mean and daring. Infact, he was even scared to show people that he was a slut too..