I felt my knees go weak. His strong hands were at my waist as if to hold me up until I felt his right hand gently cupping my right breast. A moan esca...ed my throat. He then pinched my nipple gently and brought it to attention. He always had loved my breasts. They obviously still turned him on.He whispered in my ear, "Let's go upstairs." I turned to face him with that hint of naughtiness that he hadn't seen in quite some time.I took his hand and led the way. As we made our way up the stairs, I. He knew the Carlton, it was just around the corner from his flat. He put his coat on and went to the hotel, he asked for room 105 at reception and was told that he was expected and should go straight up.He knocked on the door and a man let him in. The room was quite dark and he was asked to sit down. There were five other middle aged men there already. Dave assumed that they were there for the same reason.The man was very overweight, he was probably the same age as everyone in the room. He. Mr. Brandt pushed his face deep into Tyler’s ass and licked his crack from bottom to top like an ice cream cone. Tyler pushed his ass deeper into Mr. Brandt’s face. Mr. Brandt found Tyler’s hole and rammed his tongue into it. Tyler let out a moan that Jon and Bruce heard.Jon came to the door and yelled, “How are your teeth coming Mr. Brandt? Ready for mouthwash yet?”The lovers not only ignored the comment, but they didn’t even hear it as they were so involved with each other. If last night. “Oh? A lightweight are you? Well, perhaps we should stop. I don't want you passed out – or worse,” he said. His smile told me he found this amusing, it also suggested flirtation. No. He was a married man after all. I was far too young for him. Far, far, too young. Yet... here we were. The conversation died and I felt it was my fault. I just couldn't talk to him properly. He was so much older. What would I say? Would I come across as silly? No, honestly it wasn't that. It was the fact that I was.