"This is fucking weird, is that the kind of sex you want?Maybe I should give it to you, let you see what it is like. That isunless you want me to tel... people what you get off to."Then Craig remembered work, he hadn't really thought about theconversation until he got home, there was a glass of wine on the counterand a note that read, "to get you in the right mood." Had they actuallydone anything? He tried to remember, he tried to picture Louis lookingup at him from his knees but it just. He stops abruptly and walks away, as if suddenly disinterested. I turn around and see with surprise and panic that he’s plopped himself into a sit on the floor and is licking his groin. After a few seconds, he sits straighter and looks at me. I can’t help but stare at the three-inch, fire-engine red, cock sticking out of his sheath. It seems to radiate against his black fur. He makes no effort to come over to me again but seems only wanting to show me his cock, and a minute later, he’s. But". She grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet. "No buts tonite, well not that kind of butt!" and laughed. She kissed me hard, her tongue thrust into my mouth, and I responded passionately, taking her head in my hands. She grabbed my arse tight, pulling my already jean-clad throbbing cock against her.I suddenly pulled back. I wanted to stop, but then I looked at her, her nipples pushing out of that bar and those lithe legs in those tight trousers, and well "STOP" went out of my head. I. She went down stairs and started to get some lunch together when the door opened and her brother and two friends walked in from college.“What you doing here? You should be at school”, he stared at his little sister and wanted a reply. “I am not feeling well and I was sent home”. He looked at this sister and noticed what she was wearing and his two friends also noticed. He shifted uncomfortably but accepted her response and pushed his friends into the lounge to play the game they had planned.