The guy introduced himself as Brick. Crain didn’t understand why he was called Brick since he had brown instead of red hair, but he didn’t questio...n it. He was twenty-eight and was twice divorced, with no kids. He was easy to talk to and had a nice sense of humor. The conversation had started innocently… just two guys in a bar having a drink while watching a game on TV. Over the next three hours it covered a lot of territory, and had taken a path that both found interesting, each pushing it a. My room was filled with silence and nothing much , suddenly I don’t know what made me to do this , I went near her , facing her, just very close to her and watching her eyes . With just half an inch gap , our body never touched each other’s . But we so close .I had a massive erection in me , and her eyes filled with lust, until this time we never spoke about sleeping with each other or anything but then everything was happening due to attraction between us .She broke the silence with one. ..open your mouth and suck my dick like a good bitch...' Daniels right hand on the top of my head and his left hand pulling the foreskin back over his mammoth dick head I parted my lips as the whiff of his funk wafted up my nostrils. Daniel's dick twitched and throbbed as it entered my lips and I started to gently suck at his dick head trying not to gag. Daniel worked two to three inches of his hardening male appendage into my lips moaning with each movement of his mid section. Once Daniel was. He wanted her, too. "Kitchen table or bedroom, Hal?" she whispered as she rubbed her hands up across his chest and around his neck, pushing her aching breasts into his hard chest. Him: It felt like everything was happening in slow motion. Hal couldn't move a muscle as Dena stepped towards him and reached out to touch the tented outline of his prick through his pants. He had always admired Dena's direct approach to everything, but he never expected to be.