He pushed my hand aside, replacing it with his own, and softly caressed my tender cheek possesively, as if to soothe it.Meanwhile, his friend came over to my left, hooked his thumb inside the suit, lifted it away from my body and started to fiddle with what looked like a tiny little buckle.”Is this decorative?” he asked Sales Guy.Wolf Whistle had moved even closer behind me, his body practically engulfing mine,I could feel the chill on his winter coat against my naked skin and his hot breath on the back of my neck.”The clasps actually work” explained Sales Guy. Gay sex An X-ray?”Of course I do” said Sales Guy excited, and quickly headed towards one of the racks to find it.He fumbled furiously through assorted suits until,”Ah, success, here it is!” He pulled it from the rack and handed it to the friend for his approval.”I sell a lot these to the male exotic dancers who work the various clubs in the neighborhood.””Fuck yeah, now there’s an idea!” cried Wolf Whistle, suddenly animated and seemingly awakening from the trance of having leered at my bare ass for at least the last half hour.”Our young friend here would make a bloody fucking fortune!
