But they exist, because gay men are part of a culture, and so are kinky folks.I didn't plan on meeting Mark and Jenny.But I knew what they were as soo... as I saw them.I paid my money and made my way into the club. The place was mostly empty; it was early still and a weeknight. Still there were some people I recognized, and others I didn't.There was a new couple there, sitting in the corner of the common room, talking quietly to each other. They were half naked — his pants were off, and he was. This “girl” loved cock! She kissed along my shaft and planted soft kisses on my balls. My cock jumped and twitched under her soft, full lips. Begging for more. She ran her tongue along my length, kissed the underside of my cocks head with a wet, open mouth before sliding her lips around it and sliding them it. Her wonderful, wet mouth took my breath away. I stroked and rubbed her waist and hip as she layed on her side and sucked me. I ran my hand over her cute little ass, caressing and. She said, go to the bed and close the curtains. She quickly took off her pants and hair band. I was already in bed with my boxers and tshirt. As she got on top of the bed, she said take off your boxers. I decided to get fully naked hoping she would do the same. She kept her white shirt and had a bushy pussy. She quickly held him into place, as I start to take off her shirt to see her perky nipples. She was smiling before she took my cock in her pussy. At first, I felt pain for pushing to hard. I then placed it on my clit. I slowly moved my finger up and down to tease my clit. I watched him lick his lips as he stared at my pussy. His hand rubbed the crotch of his jeans as the bulge in them became more defined. As the sensitivity of my clit grew I began to slide my finger in tiny circles to massage my clit. Vincent unzipped his fly, pulled out his hard cock, and began to stroke it, his gaze never leaving my pussy. I could feel my pussy lips moisten at the sight of him stroking his.