"Hello Eru, how are you this fine day?" I asked as I took the two steps onto the porch."Very well Davey, and how are you? I must say that is quite a d...lightful trick, that popping in and out. Can that be taught? I'd very much like to learn that trick!" Eru said all this with a light, humorous air, but I could tell he was a little nervous. I had definitely unsettled him."No, it isn't something that can be taught, and if my guide and teacher has told me the truth, it is likely I am the first in. Yet again I was struck with just how good they were to hold and to squeeze and to twist the nipples while my palms held each mass by itself. I broke the kiss and wiggled my tongue, she understood the noises so she fed her nipples to me. Working diligently I turned the soft nips into amazing protruding nubbins. But it was really a short time before we had to tongue-dance some more.I turned us back over so I was on top and we both felt the urge to pick up the pace. The climax came easily,. Ok, so we have already agreed my social skills suck but I’ve been running daily for years, not once have I had a conversation whilst doing so. It’s just not right, running time is “me” time. It’s when I think, or let my brain freewheel, or just enjoy the rhythm and the world around me.We didn’t race and I was not counting laps because I didn’t set out with a target and then Laura distracted me. So on we went, except it was a warm evening despite the rain, and running naked in the rain makes it. For a moment he simply throbbed inside her, hard and invading, yet welcomed by her heated, soaking depths. He pulled backuntil he was almost entirely out of her, only the bulbous head remaining inside. They were both gasping, straining for control of their own bodies. A sudden thrust of his powerful hips and he was balls-deep into her again. She cried out with the intense pleasure, her fingers digging into his strong shoulders, pulling him closer.He began stroking in and out of her...hard, deep.