I continued to read my magazine, however, I could feel my fanny twinging, the thought of being eyed up was making me wet! Almost without thinking a un...rossed and re crossed my legs, making sure that they got a bit more leg to see and carried on reading the magazine, I looked over the top of the mag and they were totally engrossed in staring at my legs, not only that, I could see the one directly opposite me was rubbing his prick through his tight jeans, I nearly dropped the mag, I was now. Then she kissed my forehead. She took my glasses off of me and set them on her nightstand. She kissed my eyes, my nose, the front of my neck, the sides of my neck, my ears. She kissed my cleavage. She kissed slow circles around my breasts, then she spiraled her kisses inward, to my areoles, and then to my nipples, which were already long and hard by the time she started sucking and nibbling on them. She kissed my ribs, my navel, my tummy. She kissed my thighs, my knees, my calves, my ankles,. He watched as she seemed to clasp her legs together, in an obvious attempt to ease the reaction in her clit, from the attention he was paying to her nipple. He lowered his head, and suckled tenderly on the left nipple, and she arched her back again, forcing him to take even more of her breast into his mouth. He nibbled at the erect nipple in his mouth, and she moaned in obvious delight. He had never heard something so beautiful. He switched his attentions, and took the nipple of her right. Each had pushed him deeper into the satin trap of apansy-nancyboy faggot. Yes, "faggot" - for now that was precisely what he was, and he knew it,even if he could still not finally accept the despicable word,especially when applied so directly to him. It had always been hisgreatest fear.However, this trip was different, and not only because it was at night.He well and truly was on the Road to Perdition. It has been carefullyexplained to him in every detail. He had even signed the legal papers.