Damien leaned in to help and Brad’s erect member popped out of the fly though the belt was still on. Again and again Brad moved up and down until Damien felt as if he would cum any moment…and then Brad was off and fumbling with his own trousers. XXX Damien nodded, not trusting himself to speak. With a single swift swipe, the belt was off and his fly was undone by skilful fingers. Her husband stood beside her in a black suit, white shirt and startlingly blue tie. “Hi – a beer please,” the voice had a certain edge to it that made Damien immediately looked up and found himself face to face with a pair of very blue eyes.
