Most everyone just eyed us with lust as we went around, but when Jess got to Stephen, he said to her, loudly, “You must be a real whore to agree to ...this sort of thing.” Jess muttered, “Yes, sir. A real whore.”With everyone sitting around and drinking, Stephen then turned his unwelcome attention to me. Specifically, my cock, tiny from having cum earlier. I may or may not have mentioned that, while erect, I’m average sized, but flaccid I’m quite pathetically small. He got up and came over to. "I go to the bar, and get a drink. I am looking everywhere for somebody to talk to. I notice a very handsome man sitting by himself. I get up and walk over to you and introduce myself as Mysteria. You then tell your name is Edward. We start to talk. I ask you, if you have been here before? You tell me you are new in town. I laugh and say, I also have just moved here.We order drinks and start to talk. We seem to be getting along. I ask you, if you are interested in bondage. You tell me you have. As expected she was staring at my boxer’s only without eating. Then I acted as if I was set righting my boxer and removed it fully and showed her for a second and she was shocked by seeing my cock. Then after having dinner I told her that I want to sleep. She told me there is only one bed we have to adjust and sleep. I have a habit of master bathing before I sleep in my bed. I told her come to the room after I sleep. She gave me a naughty smile and asked me why? I want sleep when you sleep to. I don’t mind telling her these sort of things as it turns her on so much. She always wants to hear about my mate Ben after I told her one night that I thought he had a very large penis, as I’d noticed it while standing beside him in the toilets in the pub. Quite often when I’m fucking her, Anne will tease me by saying that she wished I had a cock like Ben’s to really fill her up. Luckily, considering Anne is so vocal during sex, our house is quite well soundproofed. If we had lived in a flat.