He noticed I was spaced for a couple of minutes, speechless and so quiet, he looked me in the eyes, asking in a very low, soft voice “do you regret ...it?”I screamed “hell no, I loved it in fact, I loved each and every minute of what we have done, I cannot lie about it or deny it, haven’t you felt that?”He nodded smiling and saying “I sure did baby, I have enjoyed it so much, it has been so long since I have enjoyed sex the way I did with you, and I have clearly felt, each part of your lovely body. Henry himself wasn’t gay; but as usual, a drunk Patrick had talked him into coming to town—this time to his favourite gay bar: Little Kitten. The line for entry was long as it always was on a Friday night, and they had to wait a good twenty minutes queuing before the bouncer finally let them inside. Down the stairs to a basement dancefloor, the place was packed. Strobe lights and stripper poles were both being put to maximum usage, and Henry couldn’t help but smile at the enthusiastic dancing. Mike said “Come and sit next to me” I walked over to him, he stood up and pulled his shorts down, his cock was protruding out of his undies, I looked him right in the eyes he said “Do it again but this time don’t stop unless you want the obvious”, I sat down and he sat next to me, I knew I was semi hard and he rubbed the inside of my thigh.All the time he was looking at me, my hand trailed up his thigh and slowly I rested it on his cock, he moaned and said “Please” I rubbed his cock through his. Then she resumed fucking him and suggested that he tug on those huge, hard nipples while she bounced on him, threatening to drive the bed through the floor and into the living room below. When she had finally had enough, they were both exhausted and she just laid on top of him. Her massive tits spread wide, wrapping themselves around his chest with her hard nipples leaving little dents in his chest when she finally arose. His cock was still deep inside her and she then realized that he had not.