I was so fucking horny I did not have to think to say yes. I then walked out to the bar with a very telling cum stain on my shirt. We watched porn as we took our shirts off. We were both pretty fit, and he started to caress my chess and played particular attention to my rock hard nipples. Soon, he moved his hands down to my cramp cock and squeezed it through my pants. He heard me moan as he did that, with my heart racing I was enjoying him touching me. He released my cock from my pants and soon I was naked. He slowly stroked my cock but told me not to cum. As his stroking brought me closer he sensed he needed to stop. Jerry stepped out of his pants and then I instinctively placed my mouth on his semi hard cock. He was hard in no time again. Jerry then turned around and pulled my head to his ass. I had never eaten a man’s ass before, but I willingly pleased his ass with my mouth an tongue. It smelled and tasted quite pungent. Jerry moaned his approval as I spread his cheeks ,tongue. Having taken care of the logistics I could finally relax and enjoy my situation. Kerith was sitting next to me in silence (because I had removed her ability to speak for the time being). Her wide eyes and heavy breathing were the only external signs of the inner turmoil she felt, as her body refused to obey her and a strange man sat next to her, openly undressing her with his eyes. As much as I would have wanted to undress Kerith for real, there was not time, so I settled for her turning to me and sinking into a passionate kiss. The feel of her lips was everything the sight of them promised. Moist and soft, they parted to allow my tongue to meet hers. My hands went to her shoulders, and for a while we kissed like love-struck teenagers in the back of her mom’s car. Of course my hands soon wandered downwards, and were soon filled with Kerith’s C-cup breasts, encased in a bra and shirt. The car pulled into the garage under the hotel and parked in a far corner just as I was.
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