"Sort of. I wasn't going to say no if you took me up on the offer but guessed that you are too much of a goody-two-shoes to do so." Goody-two-shoes?" ...eah, you wouldn't dare. You're too normal."Lydia stared at Ezra, and a smile crept over her face. "OK you are on. What do I do?"Ezra smirked and then laughed. "Oh very good." No I am serious," Lydia replied and got up, gesturing for Ezra's hand. "Unless you're now a chicken?" Ezra watched as she bit her lip and shrugged. "I gotta learn. I ain't. She took it in her hand and began to stroke it backwards and forwards twisting her hand slightly as she did so. The stranger moaned a little and moved forward to indicate he wanted her to take him in her mouth. Happy to oblige, she thought, and imagined her lips around his taut cock. John stands up and advances towards her. Using his hand he guides his cock into her and starts to pump her. The rocking makes it difficult to carry on giving head so she uses her hand instead. She wants to feel. She chuckled before continuing. “Aaron, you are the best fuck I’ve ever had, but you’re a complete loose cannon. Half the time when we fuck you’re telling me you love me, even though you can’t even seem to remember my god damn name, and half the time you’re treating me like your own personal sex toy.”“You go along with it!” I protested.“I think it’s hot!” she fired back. “I mean, I used to think it was hot. But the way you go back and forth has made this really weird for me. I’m expected to. Quickly recollecting myself I took the seat he had offered me.He was standing, right in front of me, which made it a little difficult for me to look at his him. I wanted to make it really obvious but I couldn't do it. He would look at me and smile every time we had an eye contact. My glance went to his “thing”, and images were all I had in my head. 'So how big would it be? How thick will it be? Will I be able to take it? How about a blowjob? Will go down on me?' And then I realized I was.