" She said sarcastically rolling her eyes. "Do you have any regrets?" I asked, cutting to the chase. "No," she said finally looking at me, "As long as... you're not looking for a girlfriend!" This pissed me off. Why did she think she was so damn special all of a sudden? "And why would I be doing that?" I asked staring straight at her. "I'm just making sure." She said, avoiding eye contact again, "because lesbians don't date guys." I finally had enough of the lesbian shit! "Well, guess what. ’ Katie doesn’t reply, just smiles. After about 5 minutes, Laura lends a hand. I start to moan and say, ‘I think I’m gonna cum on your couch.’ Katie says, ‘We don’t care, it’s not ours. It was included in the apartment.’ To which Laura adds, ‘Yeah, and it’s not as though you’ll be the first guy to spooge on it.’ So at this point I’m ready to blow. I start spraying on the couch in between Laura and Katie. They’re both cracking up seeing jets of my semen smacking the cushion (you lean your back. I knew it was hopeless. But I had to try.I walked in, saw a stool open and a woman in the next seat. I asked if the seat was taken and she said no. I sat down and gave a friendly smile and ordered a drink. After a couple of glances, I start talking with her. She's blond, short hair, wearing a little black dress. She's not hot, but she's not ugly. Not a BBW. But has more weight than she should. A solid 6 or 7. Totally fine with me.I stare into her eyes and I can see she's into me. 5 min after. Your balls are hanging low, your veins are bulging, your cock is rock hard for me. My tongue quickly darts out and circles your cock, my hand reaching for your balls, rolling them in my fingers, gently squeezing them, kissing them. Finally, licking them from the base of your cock down the center seem and then underneath, searching for the ridge, the one you love for me to suck and flick my tongue back an forth over until you start to squirm. Squeezing and slightly pulling on them, you start.