You want Megan and me to have sex right here, in public? Sure, I’ll do it, but I don’t know if she wants to do that herself,” Will answered whil... Megan blushed.“I have some Viagra, sir!” Nick cheerfully handed me some, “I trust that you’ll reimburse me soon.”“Very good,” I smiled savagely as I contemplated my next move, “And yes, you’ll be more than rewarded for this and for letting me use your banquet hall as a venue. Do you mind setting things up for catering for a large group?”“Of course, I. “I hope you like this.” Her whispered words were accompanied by movement to the stereo in her room. She pressed play and out came the words of some faint voiced singer playing acoustic guitar. Sensual music with a theme of love. Sam started to pull her shirt up. High enough to reveal her stomach. Tight enough to stay put without aid. The music had changed songs, now a jazz combo was playing. Sam Cooke something or other. Her hands played over her stomach, tracing patterns where none had. ‘ You smell so beautiful,’ he muttered softly under his breath but loud enough for her to hear, to which she sighed once again. A smile playing on his lips, he continued to trail his lips along her skin and kissed his way up her jawline, making his way slowly to her mouth. Once he got there, Seff nearly devoured her lips. She spread her lips willingly as his tongue forced its way into her mouth. A moan escaped from her again as his tongue found hers and he tried to coax her to be a bit more. " As soon as he hung up I sprung into action. I jumped out of my chair and half sprinted to my dresser. I pulled out my sluttiest pair of pink panties and pulled them on over my hard five inch cock. I turned on some rap music and got myself situated on the bed waiting for him. Finally, the door opened up and Marcus strode in. He was wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of sagging jeans along with his Air Jordans. He said, "Come here, faggot." I got up and walked over to him."Why the fuck you.