.It's not like watching a screen.. Tomorrow I will discuss this at therapy with my attractive female ther****t .. I wonder if she will have her hair d...wn.... Sometimes she wears a outfit where the session is just I'm over stimulated ... I wish there was a casual place I could go too but all the places I think of are just not my thing it's not casual it's overkill.... Maybe I should go into business and explain what we really want and don't want... Here is a example of not want .....". My friends came and pour a few buckets of water on us and we both were more drenched. In that force of water i fell aside and the aunty stood up and ran away. Faces of all ppl were colored so i cud not find that women again but there were many more around. I saw somewhere my friends were putting buckets of water on one girl wearing a salwaar kameez. She had a lovely plus sized curvy butt and amazing hips. I took a water balloon in my hand and went close to her.i pressed the balloon on her butt. And there she was, siting in front of me, handjobing me and almost cumming just whatching at my cock. I realised in that moment why she didn`t let me kiss her. All this time she just wanted sex with me, like she did with all the other men she fucked with. And no matter how degrading may seem to me now my then stance of whore good just for a quick fuck, I had no problem with it, as long as I was fucking a fine bitch like her.So there we were, two people hungry for fuck and nothing else. She was. As Dawn lay on her couch cogitating, she had a Eureka moment. It went something like this: "Eureka! I know where Hope is to be found. I know why Allan called himself Hope rather than something more alliterative or rhyming like Alicia, Lana or Susan. He took his name from his own hometown. That's it! That's the ticket. My friend lives in New Hope, Pennsylvania. It all fits!" Fits? In what way?" dull wits might ask. Well, New Hope does look east across the mighty Delaware River; and the notion.