I could see his semi hard cock through the leggings and all I could think off was just going over and pulling the leggings and tights down and wrappin... my mouth around it but he said grab a beer and get a seat so I did just that and sat down in the living room in the armchair . paul came in and sat on the settee beer in hand and we talked away for a while about what we had been up to during the week . so the match started and paul was engrossed in watching it shouting away but all I could do. " I'm about to have dinner with a beautiful and charming companion and I have not even introduced myself." Maggie smiled at his awkwardness. He was cute, naïve, and obviously more of a gentleman than the regulars she met. "I'm Don Smith..." "...And I'm Maggie Schmitt, with two t's." They giggled like school k**s about having similar names. During their conversation, the snowfall had increased. Maggie grabbed his arm and huddled against his shoulder as they resumed their walk towards the pub at. ”“My hand’s cramping up. I want to be done.”“And I want to be the one to do you. Are you suggesting something else?”Ian bit his tongue and went back to Silas’s member with his hand.“That’s what I thought. Use some spit, the friction is starting to hurt. You’ll never get me off like that.”Ian obeyed and began to stroke him again. He closed his eyes like he could pretend himself away.Silas slowly began to hiss and moan and claw at his own thighs, his hips thrusting into Ian’s hand. Eventually he. We never spoke about the days all those years before when we used to show each other our bodies.A couple of years later my marriage ended and I moved out of the family home. I never really saw her after that.Three weeks ago I was back in the area to visit my c***dren and on my way home I stopped in the local shop. Just as I was going in the door opened and there she was. She was very pleased to see me and flung her arms around me. She invited me round to her house for a coffee and a catch up,.