. you know ... uh, take the next step. And suddenly she turned into Attila the Hun. I don't know what happened, I guess."The other two were trying to ...get Alex composed. This was accomplished by them standing with their arms spread open and letting her beat on their chests. Finally, she had had enough and she just stopped.Then the crying started. The bouncers closed on her and folded her up into a small bundle in the arms of one of them. They slowly took her into a back room and questioned. Mr. Logan was a damn good-looking man, about 6’2, 200 pounds, with deep chest, broad shoulders, narrow waist, solid looking butt, and long athletic legs. To use a much-used cliché, his face was chiseled from fine marble. We would see him jogging almost every day, and if the day was hot, he would be covered with sweat. Even though I was not yet sixteen years old, Mr. Logan caused a lot of fluttery stomachs when I saw him like that. No boy in my school had the effect on me Mr. Logan did. I. 'there's a good boy, relax, then you can mount this dirty bitch' jilly laughed.I could feel my hard cock throbbing and got behind karen and gently pushed my cock at her bum and the tip slipped between her bum cheeks. I felt karen wince alittle and pull away, making sure i didn't accidently slip my cock up her bum. I moved forward alittle and made sure my cock was between her legs the gently rubbed my length along her pussy before finding her pussy lips.I pushed the tip of my cock against her. “Are you not meant to wear a skirt or trousers with this top?” I mocked, in awe of her slender legs that were elongated by her ‘come-fuck me’ heels. Downing the last of drinks we headed out to the taxi. Excitement and adrenalin rushed through my body, anticipating the night ahead. The taxi pulled up outside of the ‘Wild Things’ nightclub. The queue of clubbers extended around the building. “Ok honey-bee, leave this to me. I gave the doorman a blowjob last weekend. Guaranteed we will be at the.