"Erotica" by Madonna was blaring his consciousness back to the front. It was just about then, that he felt some hands running over his body. Something...was being placed over his nipples. He felt something cold that began to warm quickly. They pushed the covering down onto his chest firmly. His chest felt funny, like there was a weight on both sides of his chest, directly over his nipples."Did she place fake breasts on me?" he asked himself.A few minutes had passed and the hands had disappeared.. Feeling it twitch she pulled his member out of his pants and started to stroke him."Oh god Mei! This feels really good" Hugh slid one of his hands down her smooth skin and rub at tender slit inside her shorts. Crying out Mei started trembling against his hand from the intense pleasure. Never in her life had she felt like this. Noticing that she had stopped stroking his dick Hugh took his other hand and warping it around hers started to get her to stroke him again."Hugh! I.. I feel so good!" Mei. "I thought, there's only one thing I want to block out, the struggle I have with my sexuality. I love the female form, yet I get so totally aroused at seeing a guy in a shower. "Life looks pretty good for you," I said. "You've got a nice car and you said your wife and k**s are fantastic." I am fortunate," he replied. "My wife is way too good for me and my k**s are angels ... most of the time. But, we've all got our secrets. Secrets that are too embarrassing to tell."I was about to ask more, but. He had a beautiful cock, long and thick, with veins breaking the silky smooth surface into a pattern, almost like rivers drawn on a map. His balls were tucked up high, his sack sitting like a nest under the root of his dick, just the right size for him. The golden treasure trail I had seen previously grew into a neat little bush, just as golden and a bit curly. Tentatively I reached for him, letting my hand close around him, fingers almost not able to close completely. With a deep breath, I.