My girl friend loves dancing and she was dancing pretty close to him as the crowd was a bit too rowdy. While they were talking, he suddenly asked her,... ‘Are you going to kiss me?’. She was very embarrassed and said no ways and walked away from him. During the party they danced a few more times together but with no further advancement by the guy. They had exchanged numbers and she was in constant touch with him over the phone and SMSs. During the night, few times I caught her messaging, but since. I started off wearing a pair of tight boxers that showed my bulge off, too well really. I slipped on my dressing gown and went down stairs to the lounge where I saw lots of familiar faces and some unfamiliar ones. As we have only been in our new house two years I realized some of the ladies had never been to one of our parties before, and as I work away a lot I have never met most of them. The girls were sitting round our large lounge with a coffee table in the middle covered in dildos and sex. There was a framed poster of Van Gogh's "Starry Night." Hung along the side were pictures very familiar to Glenn. Now if only he could zoom in closer.It had started as a boring night at home. Glen's wife was out with her friends, the Cubs were already out of it, seasonwise and gamewise, and he just didn't feel like playing any video games. So Glen decided to try out a new recording program as he browsed some anonymous web cam sites. He put on a Reagan mask from the closet of Halloween-past and. Each time I managed to get his cock deeper into my mouth and each time I’d move my hands further down towards the base of his cock. Further and further every time, deeper and deeper. Up until that moment I had felt the feeling of a cock down my throat. When I finally managed to get half of Anton’s cock into my mouth it felt like I had him in my chest. That was my limit. Now both my hands were at the base of Anton’s cock and I was plunging my head until my lips touched my fist. Going faster and.