Plötzlich zieht er mich an den Haaren hoch und legt meinen Kopf in den Nacken. Schon klatscht mir die Wichse vom ersten Typen in mein Gesicht. Ich bi... zur lebendige Wichsvorlage verkommen. Um die Männer noch mehr zu reizen, hole ich meine Titten aus der Bluse und knete sie. Nun steht einer so nah, dass ich seinen Lümmel ablecken könnte. Schnell und hart wichst er sich. Und trifft mich prompt ins Auge. Der nächste kniet neben mir auf dem Sessel. Er macht es sich unerträglich langsam. Als ich. You stand taller than me by at least nine inches, an athletic build, short dark hair and short well trimmed beard and dark brown eyes. "Well I'm telling you that you are." As you say this you take a small step closer in a way testing the waters. Shyly I look around before nervously biting my lower lip and stepping closer. Moving your hand towards me you ask, "Can I?" Shyly I bite my lower lip, and nod my head yes. As I do you close the small gap between us. A shockwave goes through my whole. Maybe he was.I wanted to acknowledge him. I wanted to let him know that I’d heard him talking to me and felt him holding me. I wanted to make some great, inspiring thank-you speech. All I could come up with though was, “We’re sitting in my closet!” My voice came out like a hoarse whisper.Somehow I sensed that he smiled at that. “Well technically, I’m only half in your closet. It seems I’m way too big to sit in your closet, especially with you in here as well.”“Obviously I need a bigger closet,”. "Ah, so Marc, what's a handsome man like yourself doing here?" Tiffaniasked, rather pointedly. He looked downcast, then replied sadly, "Wellmy girlfriend broke it off with me, after so many years, and now I amdrowning my sorrows with drink," as Marc looked at Tiffani's impressiverack and supple butt, then glancing down to long legs ending with tanstrapped heels. Damn, she is one hot babe, and might be worth a reboundperhaps. She looked at him, with a look of concern. "Awww you poor baby,I am.