The ride was relatively short but I rubbed my hard-on through my pants the entire way. Liquored up and intensely horny, I felt the pressure of my rock...hard cock pressing forcefully into the front of my pants. Every bump in the road or slight movement in the car was incredible agony as the material of the pants squeezed my dick dying to escape my pants. We arrive at his apartment complex and as we approach the door all I want to do is get naked. He offers me a drink which I gladly accept. I want. We were involved in a tight kiss and hug as we both kept cumming into each other.We both stopped after we both came thoroughly into each other. Our lips were still tightly fixed on each other’s I could feel his breath on mine. It felt so sexy. Even after banging so hard and cumming wildly we were still not done yet. I could feel his dick had still not lost his hardness while I still longed for some more banging. Fred then got up and I came in front of him like his bitch in doggy Style waiting. “Tonight if you like. I live up the road, number 23.” To be honest, it felt a bit weird going to Nora’s house. If she had been someone else, less burly, less fierce, I would have been looking forward to a bit of music followed by a bit of playing her body. But I was pretty sure I was barking up the wrong tree. She was wearing a red dress. Crimson. Very nice. Very slimming. And she smelled of Chanel Number 5. She poured us a glass of Chablis each and showed me briefly around the house. Quite a. I looked at my watch and saw we still had fifteen minutes to get down to the dining room, so I went out to the lounge area to make a few plans with my friends and my bodyguards. Farley and Jubal were dressed in western garb also and as usual, they were arguing about who looked better. Saul and Paul were just grinning at them and shaking their heads at the comments flying back and forth.When I stepped out, Jubal looked at me and turned to Farley and said; "See, I told you he was trying to turn.