I always find that the more my prostate gets excited, the more I want a cock in my mouth, and believe me, I was excited. I reached the bar, opened the...door and walked directly to bar counter. There were two bartenders there, a Japanese and one who turned out to be a Canadian named Rick. Three male couples were sitting at tables making out and I was the only one at the bar. Rick asked me what I wanted and I ordered a Japanese whiskey on the rocks. Maybe he meant something else, but I wasn't. .would she?? He kept pushing his wretched dick across my lips smothering them in his seminal fluid, yes it may well taste like mine and yes I may love the way mine tastes but it's mine and it was his seeping more n more into my mouth now, his,Kennys...... a gayboys for fucksake. 'Take that fucking thing away from my mouth you filthy perve!!! ' I yelled at him visciously but he smiled mischievously at me and said that was fine with him then landed a bombshell by adding that he hmfancied a piece. He was attractive and had a good build (he ran, often as mushas ten miles a day). While I looked at him lustfully occasionally, Inever gave him much thought because he had been dating the same girl fortwo years and had recently become engaged. That night was pretty muchlike all the other nights. We both undressed (unfortunately he woreboxers) and got in our separate beds. I talked with Kevin more that nightthan in the whole two years I had known him. I knew he liked to run but Ialso found. Angie smiled, that knowing smile of hers. She knew I was a slut, she knew because she was as well. “Don’t be long Steph, I want to watch as Mike fucks you again. I want to see him fuck your arse, so don’t be long.”“I won’t,” I said leaving the room.“There you are,” Dan said as I walked down the stairs, Mikes come leaking from me, making my thighs wet. My knickers still on his bedroom floor.“Sorry Dan, needed a moment.” I told him.“Come on I want you to meet someone.”They were a young couple. It.