When I was ready to leave, she stood and she gave me a hug. I just held her for a few seconds and then kissed her on the cheek. She didn’t respond s... I thought maybe I could go little farther. As we parted from the hug I leaned in and tried to give her a kiss. She pulled away, and went right into her house. I left feeling a little confused. The hug had felt real and she wanted it and that seemed to me to give me a chance to continue. The next day we were supposed to work nights, and when I got. Here the photos were of such high quality and also printed in such nice glossy pages that once I pulled my kunna [penis] out and stared to make a few strokes I came with cum flying all around my bed and my body shuddering like the sudden braking of an old diesel van! That term was so special as almost every day we had something special to look at and relieve our sexual energy! Looking back I feel that all the boys who lived in that floor were sexcrazed and that if someone had a 'testometer'to. We walked into the mans bathroom into a stall, she pulled up her shirt and I quickly took one of her breasts in my mouth, she smelled so damn good, tasted even better. She pushed on the door and quickly untied my belt, unbuckled my pants, I still couldn’t believe it. When my dick popped out so did her eyes “Oh my God… Janine was right” “Janine told her?? Oh shit no wonder…” Her warm mouth took the tip of my cock in, she pulled my pants down to my ankle, she sucked better than Janine, one thing. The temperature dropped so low that my breath was visible when I exhaled. It felt eerie; a gray mist seemed to have appeared from nowhere, yet it was everywhere, permeating my thin flannel shirt.My breath quickened to an alarming rate. My heart pounded, echoing in the darkness. Striking a match brightened up the area in front of me, as though that would do anything. A sudden burst of wind extinguished the flame, putting me back into total darkness while my eyes readjusted. I sat there quietly.