Slowly he worked his way down my stomach, his soft hand arousing me more and more the closer it got to the base of me, sliding down until he was just ...bout to touch it.“Not yet,” he whispered, holding his hand as close to my cock as he could get without making contact. “I’m not sure if you’re hard enough yet.”With that, he moved his hand away from my base to my thigh. Using only the tips of his fingers, he began to trace his way down my thigh, moving closer and closer to my cock. Reaching the. Orbital UPS driver. OPS ... Orbital Parcel Service is what they should call us. And that's why I'm a loser.It's not really my fault. I was just born in the wrong fucking time.When you think of space, you think of exploration. You think of seeing things that or going to places that human beings have never been. I hate to quote William Shatner, but Captain Kirk said it first and best. I want to boldly go where no man has gone before.But I can't because we don't really explore any more. The only. Although she wasn’t really Lorianna anymore, she was Lori. Lori, who would make her forget that she was a mother, a wife, a teacher, and a respected community member. Lori, who would unleash the slut that was Lexie.“Mmm hmm Lori, I am more than ready!” she answered with an equally seductive voice. “Good! Be here at 10:00 A.M. And Lex,” Lori added, “don’t be late.” Lexie found it somewhat amusing that she should be nervous as she knocked on Lori’s door. It wasn’t as if she didn’t know what to. We collapsed in the hay bed, the start of my sex life had begun, a little later than most having some close calls on the way but never getting in the second base. We resumed our fucking after a while but with no condoms and no pill, and realising I could oh so easily have unloaded gallons of spunk inside her we calmed down and got careful.But now back to my meeting her, it was unexpected but we chatted and I asked if she wanted to join me for a coffee. After meeting her after so long and 2 cups.