I’m horny as fuck that’s all", Blitz said while sinking back on his stool.Henry knew the feeling. So he just sighed as he slowly started to cool d...wn. The bartender pointed to the fat guy at the counter and picked up the story again. "Any way, as for him being gay, I'm not entirely sure. The first night he showed up, he just sat down and asked if I could make a drink and make that his usual. We only chatted for a bit. He showed me a picture and said those were his k**s. Actually, he forgot to. "Ohhhh my god," Larry breathed as he began to jack himself faster. "Don't get too far ahead of yourself, now," I cautioned him. "You want to touch her pussy before you cum, don't you?" He stopped jacking off and looked at me like a c***d on Christmas morn. Ohhh, yeah! You're gonna let me... ohhh, yeah!" He replaced his right hand with his left on his cock, but still not jacking off. Then he reached out with the same hand he had been rubbing his dick with, and slowly reached out to touch the top. His awkwardness, the almost tender way in which he had stroked her hair and his hesitation about coming in her mouth were quite alien. He had seemed – what? Shy? Friendly? Yes, but that was not quite what she felt. Respectful? He hadn’t called her whore or bitch, he hadn’t taken over when he was almost there to come over her face and he had helped her to her feet. He probably thought she was a slut – she’d definitely acted like one. Now was she? She was often asked, and for all kinds of shoots. When I came back into the hall, I saw the boy looking at me once again, I slowly walked upto him and held his butt. He turned to me as if he was waiting and kissed me on my mask only revealing my upper lip. He was caressing my hairy chest and biting my lip softly which made me crazy and I had a huge hard on. He felt the pressing on his body, unzipped my pants and held my cock saying “what have we got here?...” We slowly moved to the dark room to fuck. He was holding my cock like a dog leash as.