At this my cock began to swell again. Towel-boy sat down on my face and forced the cum out so it flowed into my mouth as I sucked the copious juices. ...He stroked my cock for me causing me to groan, but he stopped, "Oh no, it's your holes that get the workout, slut." He sniffed poppers and his loosened hole let out one last flood of cum, which flooded my mouth and ran out the sides. He got off me and led me to the showers where I was instructed to "Clean up."Clean, I was lead to the balcony and. I glanced around to see if my dad was around. He was, and he was dancing with Mrs. Weaver.I stopped dancing with Brad, telling him I needed a break. We went back to the table and sat down. I took a gulp of my drink and stared at my parents. Watching my parents’ actions was unnerving. The song ended, and our parents separated. Mom and Dad held hands as they walked to their table. Mr. and Mrs. Weaver walked behind my parents with their arms around each other.Mom said something to Dad. She. Jab me uske ghar gaya tha toh sneha black sari or black blouse pehnatha jo woo party me pehnatha, jab me andhar gaya sneha boli rahul how i’m lookin i said ur looking gorgeous sneha boli rahul ussdin tum bahut dekhrahe the mujko me bola nahi sneha, sneha boli dont tell lies i know i see u. me darr gaya sneha boli daro math we are true friend or sirf tum pe barosa kar sakthi hu or mumbai sirf aap hi mere pechan ke ho me bola ok. sneha boli rahul ek bath bolni thi kaise bolo muje saram aarahi hai. Can I trust you?” “Of course,” I said. Too quickly perhaps? “Yes, of course,” I repeated trying a sincere tone of voice which I think I pulled off. It worked. “OK. I’m on the third floor.” Cindy waited for me to stand up. I was still looking up at her in her high heels. I don’t usually go with women taller than me but Cindy made me feel tall. I got envious looks from men, and women, as we walked towards the lifts. Cindy pressed the button for the third floor. She looked at me. Her eyes burnt in.