You feel my excitement too, as I am pressed against your tushy. Thus you slide with your hand down, and seek ‘me’ out. Alas, I caringly push you a...ay, preventing you to touch ‘me’. You moan in protest, yet you say nothing, as I take your hand and guide you into our bedroom, which is rustically furnished, with a huge bed dominating the centre of the room. You feel the flickering lights of the candles, and you can sense their sensual caresses. Soft perfume is lingering in the air, and you wonder. The compulsion is too strong.You reach out and wrap your little hand around his cock, amazed by itsheat, feeling little electric sparks fly up from your hand at just thetouch of it. Looking up at him with immense, pleading eyes, begin to leadhim along.He follows, staring dumbly, his mouth open.The other men gape in disbelief.Finally, as you reach a sink, you turn towards him and look up at hisface. Thick beads of sweat are forming across his oily forehead. Youextend a finger of the hand that. Professionals who went to good schools, worked high paying jobs, attended exclusive social events at wealthy bars and often bragging about their success were the norm.At the age of twenty-nine, Dev seemed to have it all. Dev moved to the city about three years back after graduate school, grabbed up a lucrative offer, and was living in a wealthier part of the city. The best part about it is that Dev still had his handsome young looks. Dev stood at six-foot-two, had a well toned frame, and looked. Her husband was facing towards the ocean and im standing away from him facing her with this semi hard dick showing, we engaged in a small conversation as i notice her eyesever so often looking away from my eyes down towards my dick, smiling. i said to myself let me get the hell from around here before i get myself into trouble. so i said good bye to everyone and i headed towards the stairs leading the way back to the lobby, suddenly i feel a tap on my shoulder, i turn and it was her, i looked.