he poured it and it poured all over my tits and dress. "Oh my God," he said jumping up. "Let me get some paper towels. I hope the wine won't ruin your dress." "It's okay Jonnes. It was an accident." He came back two seconds later with the paper towels and began dabbing them on my tits. I pushed my chest up a little hoping he would notice the tits but he kept on dabbing like he didn't notice anything. I was beginning to get frustrated and started believing that either he was gay or I had lost my charm. I was really starting to think for certain that he was gay! I snatched up my glass and headed to the kitchen. I poured the wine into the sink. I knew I was behaving like an immature teenager but it was really frustrating. He followed me into the kitchen. "What is wrong? Is it the dress? I'll get you another one." I stared at him bewildered. "The dress! Why didn't you tell me you were gay! I wouldn't have bothered to wear this dress!" Suddenly he started moving towards me. He grabbed me by the shoulders and shoved me up against the wall. I tried to wriggle my way out but he pinned me to the wall with his body. He caressed my cheek with his knuckles. "You have been torturing me all night by shoving your fine ass in front of me and flaunting your tits in my face then you call me gay?" I tried to push him away but he didn't budge. He lifted my right leg and my dress rode all the way to my waist. He gently stroked my ass. He took my hand and placed it on his already erect dick. "So is this what you want? My dick? Can you feel it? It wants you too." My eyes widened with surprise. That had to be the biggest dick I have ever touched. He saw the look on my face and a slow smile formed on his face. He took a step back away from me. He grabbed my dress and tore it off me. My jaw dropped in horror at his action. "Jonnes that was a $1000 dollar dress! Do you know how much time it took me to save up and buy it?" "I will get you another one. Now I want you to touch yourself as I watch." He removed his t-shirt and began unbuttoning his jeans. I spread my legs and began touching my clit. He too began stroking his own cock. "Come here and suck my dick," he demanded. I obliged and got down on my knees in front of him. I licked his cock from the base to its tip but he wasn't interested in that kind of foreplay. He shoved his dick deep inside my mouth almost choking me. His thrust into my mouth nearly made me lose my balance. He grabbed the back of my head to keep me from falling down and continued shoving his big dick inside my mouth. "Touch your breast as I fuck your mouth baby." I slowly began touching my tits. I played with my nipples; rolling them in between my thumb and index finger. With one final thrust he came. I swallowed as much as I could with some trickling down my mouth to his dick. I didn't stop touching myself. I continued playing with my tits with one hand and used the other to stroke my clit and finger my pussy. He stood back and watched me. I bit my lower lip and closed my eyes. I used both my hands to pleasure my pussy. With one hand I fingered my pussy while with the other I rubbed my clit. "You like that huh?" Jonnes asked. I opened my eyes and grinned. "Absolutely. No one else can touch my pussy the way that I do." "I want to see it. Spread your legs." I sat down on the floor and spread my legs as far apart as I could. He knelt down in front of me and placed his hands beneath my ass. He lifted me up so he could have a clear visual of my pussy. Thankfully, I had shaved it in the morning while taking a shower. Slowly he lay me down on the floor. With one hand he stroked the entire length of my pussy. He stroked it again and again and before I knew it, I was eagerly lifting my hips against his hand. He lifted me onto the kitchen counter and spread my legs. He put his face in between my legs and began sucking on my clit. I reached out with both my hands and pressed his head to my pussy. He dipped his tongue