Before I could say anything you leaned forward, pressed your body against mine and kissed me in the most passionate way possible. The taste of your li...ps against mine drove me crazy with lust. You then used your arm to make sure the bar behind me was clear and boosted me on top of it. You gazed into my eyes as your hands slid up my thighs as you parted my legs. You glanced down as you lifted my skirt and with a pleased smirk noticed that I was not wearing underwear. You gently slid your hand. "Okay, look," I started, "do you see those guys over there?" I asked pointing to two guys making out in a corner. Josh nodded his head. "And do you see those guys dancing with each other?" I asked, pointing to a gay couple slow dancing on the dance floor. Josh nodded again. "Okay, they are gay," I said. "No shit!" Josh stated "You don't understand," I explained, "Jeff and I don't do that. We don't kiss, hold hands, make out, snuggle or be romantically involved. We just like sex. We like sex so. Slowly I was loosing control.. I was fucking her mouth like it was a stretched pussy… She was moaning continuously the whole time.. Her head was moving up and down… My cock head was inside the warmth of her mouth all the time… It was about 30mins.. She was on her knees…Her boobs hanging and dangling vigorously… I was nearing release… I told her.. ‘I ll unload my first load in your fucking mouth’ she sucked more….. Aaaaah.. I bursted my load inside her mouth…The cock head was in her throat… She. My nostrils became filled with familiar scent of white smoke as I inclined my head upwards and smiled to the warm glow of the lights that basked my face from above. My eyes watched the many, busy stage-hands as they rushed about in a quiet, chaotic way, while my ears were filled with the bellowing sound of Tchaikovsky. Ahh Ollie there you are, whispered the director in her thick, French accent as she urgently grabbed me by the elbow and led me over to my entrance position. How are you feeling?.