One of my friends was the guitarist in the band, and he was so fucking incredible I watched him most of the time, not the lead singer. I've always had... a bit of a crush on him. Anyway, he was my ride home, because he lives just up the street from me. But instead of leaving at 1:00 when they finished playing, we actually got caught up chatting at the bar for a while. A couple of my friends joined us, and we all ended up speaking about sex. This friend has the same attitude about it as I do- free. I was right there with my face in Lisa's cunt. Her smell was to die for as I went straight for her clit and licked like mad. She was doing the same to me. As I was trying to get Lisa to orgasim, a cock made it way into her cunt and started to pump. I had forgotten all about the guys. Then I felt a cock slid into me. I loved having a cock inside me as Lisa ate me out. About then the cock came pumping Lisa's cunt full of spunk. I licked like crazy and Lisa went over the top with a massive. Can you believe that the Libyan government was behind the bombing of Pan Am 103?”“Sadly, yes,” I sighed. “I could totally see Gaddafi doing something like that, especially after what happened back when Reagan was president.”“You’re not indirectly blaming Reagan for the bombing, are you?” Howard asked.“No, sorry,” I said. “That wasn’t what I meant to imply. I meant that Gaddafi was pissed enough about being bitch-slapped by Reagan a bunch of times that I could see this happening. It’s what. She made it to the door and calming herself said, “You are a funny guy. I will see you tomorrow in my room.”“What about your date?”“Well, I’ve planned to spend time with my new boyfriend tomorrow,” she said as she made her way out of the room. She laid emphasis on the word 'new', to let me know that she talking about me.I was left standing alone, bubbling with excitement. There was an afterglow of mixed emotions, similar to the feeling of watching porn for the first time.‘I have a girlfriend. A.