She put her head on my chest and held me tight. She told me she had never enjoyed herself so much and told me we need to meet more often. She got up a...d wrote her phone number on a piece of paper and left her lip impression on it and asked me to call her whenever I was free so we could have our fun. She sat down again next to me and placed her head on my shoulder. As wespoke I was getting hard again she looked down at my rising manhood and was amazed. It was hardly ten minutes and I was hard. In the picture, her jet-black hair was combed straight back and cut short.Large glasses with narrow black rims circled her dark eyes. Her squarechin and strong cheek bones emphasized the mannishness of her suit.Yes, Tanya was definitely a candidate.To get to the girls, I decided to pose as a student at the University. I'mtwenty-eight, but I have soft features and longish hair. I can easily passfor a lad ten years younger. But this was to be no ordinary one-nightdisguise!To make my masquerade. He peered out as they both gesticulated about the last game, Mr. Mitchell from two doors down. After his taxi experience, and to be honest a few more trips, he now looked at men in a whole new way. Mr. Mitchell was married with two kids and lived three houses down. More importantly, he was hot, in his forties but still in really good shape. Adam was practically drooling, he stopped staring when they both waved at him. If they only knew Mr. Mitchell had made him hard.Adam lay back on his bed,. I put my bag down by the side of the bed. Phoebe enters the room hips slinking eyes on fire with wine and desire, I stand to embrace her and undo her dress which falls to floor with a graceful shimmy, she slowly turns round I look then just have so say “you are Venus aren’t you, I’m melting just looking at you”, .as she stands there I take in the beauty of the scene black high heel court shoes, sheer stockings, suspenders and lacy bra framing those fantastically dazzling breasts. I undress.