Some woman will have my cock in her mouth and pussy this afternoon. Are YOU interested?” I replied, “Yes, I am. I want your cock, I need your cock... Just tell me where and when.” He then wrote, “Hmmm, doesn’t sound like you want it badly enough. I’ll have someone else do it.” I pleaded, “Nooo! Pleeease let me do it.” He then denied and teased me, “Sorry, you don’t sound eager enough. I’ll have someone else take care of my cock. Then the only question I have for you is whether you prefer that I. Tired and still buzzing from the beer I said, “What?” He moved in front of me and got on his knees and gazed at my tent pole.I raised an eyebrow and said “You’re not serious…are you? I’m not gay ya know.”I still thought he was joking. Even so I did not move and I began to feel my face turn red as it flushed. He began to undo my bath robe still I did no move as my stiff “Risa hard on” stared back at him.He looked up at me with inebriated eyes, “ Gay has nothing to do with it. If I. "Nice tight little cunt John. She's all yours." He disappeared and John advanced on Doris, who was now leaning on her elbow with her face looking horrified. Before she could say anything, John barked out, "Face down bitch! And spread your fucking legs!"Doris in amazement said "What?" as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing. John merely reached down and flipped her over like a doll. As Doris struggled to turn or get up, he dragged her hips to the edge of the bed, with her feet on the. We talked and laughed and soon our conversation started to become more personal and intimate and I guess I was a little taken up when Marguerite asked is I was a boob or bum guy. I must have blushed because she apologised but I said she needn’t have done and that I loved everything about a good woman. She chuckled and made me feel so comfortable. ‘You are one of those guys who like to look up girl’s skirts though.That is easy to tell’ Although I would have felt intimidated by such a question.