”She unhinged her jaw, whipped back her hair, and fixed her eyes on my crotch, then took my cock’s full length down her throat. I nearly gasped ou... all my breath – I’d never felt a feeling like that before.I took her hair in my hands and gripped it tight. I forced her lips to the base of my cock and held her head there as I drowned in pleasure. I could hear her gagging, gurgling, gasping. “Just hold it there,” I said, my eyes rolling back on my head as I felt my dick harden against her. I was thinking in my head i know he is gay why he keep tap touching me while we talk? Out of the sudden he ask me "hey lets go to my place and get drunk safe in the house its one of those get drunk n pass out days " So i agree to go to his place, So when we arrived he took his shirt off and told me he was going to shower to go set up a drink for the both of us. So i went set a couple of rum n coke . I need it to go take a leak since we were drinking. he had the door of the bathroom semi close i. To see her tits again. To cum on them, or have her lick my cock until I came into her mouth.But more than anything, to find out what the fuck was going on.Four days ago, Marcie had come home, chatted to my sister, and then refused to tell me what they’d talked about. She hadn’t been around again since, else I would have tried to push her and find out what was happening.But without knowing what they’d talked about, I didn’t want to go around to Marcie’s (in case it exacerbated the problem) and I. She was a romantic type.. And I was the same..She said, – “i want you to be my lover, not just a mere gigolo”.. And we started playing some classic jazz music.. Wow.. The ambiance was become so intense with the dimming of lights inside… I was just swaying with here.. Dancing on the jazz.. Slowly … Brushing her different parts of the body… Brushing our cheeks together.. Kissing on her necks.. Giving a light bite on her ears..While I slipped my tongue inside her ear… She moaned in ecstasy.. She.