"I love you!" he said with fervent meaning."I know, because I love you!" she vehemently replied."Now, I'm going to prove it to you!" he hissed in the ...vein of their past love-talk."You're what?" she whispered sensually, her sweet breath in his face. "You mean, you're going to fuck me?"Mark could only pull back his head and stare at her, the sound of the word from her innocent young lips an unbelievable phenomenon! "Did-did I hear right?" he half choked."That you were going to fuck me, you mean?". I tossed his shorts to the floor, and began slowly stroking his now bare thigh with my left hand. My other hand rested on his chest and began playing with his nipples. He moaned softly, and closed his eyes. I moved my left hand to his crotch, and began gently rubbing his cock through his underwear. I put both my hands on his hips, and grabbed the waistband of his tightey-whities. As I slowly took his underwear off, his little cock popped into view. Fully erect, it was about three inches. Catharine would pick out a fan close to the stage and stop to dance specifically for them before she continued moving across the stage. Catharine would often focus on 3 or 4 good-looking hot guys and pretend she was dancing to lure them backstage into bed with her.She'd already picked out 3 guys and one particularly sexy blonde woman that night just as she prepared to reach between her breasts to undo her bra. Just as she was on the verge of uncovering her large sexy breasts, it happened -- she. My entire body was sweaty, my thighs were even more sweaty from all the sexual tension and the leather. I inserted my hand inside my skirt and rubbed my sweaty thigh while waiting for him in the living room. He came after a few minutes and brought a towel with him.I asked him what it was for. He said it was for my sweet sweaty body. I took the towel from him and rubbed myself with it. When I lifted my hands a little, I felt cold air striking my nipples. That’s when I saw my nipples were peeking.