You made it! I said as I let her in the house. Haha, of course I did She said back to me with her beautiful smile. We went to my room and watched some...T.V. She was laying on my chest as we cuddled. I was hardly watching the television however, all I really wanted to do was to fuck her. I could feel her breast against my body. She was wearing a casual T-shirt and some jeans that fit her body perfectly. Alis readjusted her hand accidentally rubbing it on my dick. This caused me to get a little. “oops sorry” said one of the lads. Ignoring it I went to get the sugar and cups, again as I lent over to place things on the table a hand not only brushed the back of my leg but rested a bit longer this time. I stood up and went to the kitchen to brew the coffees – al the while thinking about what had happened. Strangely the more I thought about it the more excited I became and I realised my pussy was getting a little damp.Trying to ignore my feelings I went into the café to deliver the coffees. He stood there behind the girl grinning, he had one hand mauling her sweet round breasts, twisting hard on her solid dark nipples, whilst the other was shoving, two stiff fingers up her smooth silky pussy. A voice said, now! and with that the young boy came over and knelt beside me and took my cock between his lips and started sucking on it as if his life depended on it. This went on for about fifteen minutes, until the boy got up and straddled my cock. He slid his pert pink asshole all the. It’s safe, it’s clean, it’s healthy. But in the end, the water is always the same. It can quench your thirst but nothing more. But a real live person, with whom you have feelings, that is more like wine. Take some into your mouth, swirl it around your tongue, swallow it, savor it. It’s complex, it’s intriguing. It has a level of sweetness, notes of fruit. There is depth and a warmth that builds as you bring more of it into your mouth. It is so much more than the simple hydration that is the.