Her pussy clamped down on his penis and he groaned aloud.“You feel it too?” she asked joyously.“Oh yeah!” he grunted.Ross’s arm slipped from...the edge of the couch and he fell suddenly to the floor. Sara went with him, never once allowing his cock to slip from her cunt. Then she was on top and looking down at him with amazement.“Oh yes!” she howled.Then she started riding him hard. He looked down at her gyrating hips, his eyes taking in the bloodstains on his belly and her thighs.My first. Me, being a gentleman, didn’t do anything more. Clearly, we both knew we wanted to fuck each other.On one occasion, I offered to drop her at home and then she invited me into her house for a cup of coffee.We entered her apartment and the next thing we know was we wer all over each other. We started hugging and kissing as soon as the door closed. I started french kissing her deeply while I caught her ass and pressed on her entire body. We kissed as we explored each other’s mouth for 10 minutes. His green eyes held an emotion that wasn’t clearly definable. She could sense his powerful attraction and the animal magnetism that he exuded was almost tangible. He smiled at her and she returned the smile immediately, he almost gasped as he stared into her beautiful face… Her skin was like porcelain… and her large blue eyes were up tilted, almost doll like… Her smile was so very much like the Mona Lisa’s, she was an enigma and he wanted to get to know her, everything about her was. Sometimes I dream of other menas well and I'm sure that doesn't bother you either. It's only afantasy." Wow, what do you fantasize about with other men?" Sometimes I lay in bed and touch myself picturing a strong muscularman taking me in our bed. Sometimes I dream that you're in the garageor in the other room and he's fucking me hard in our bed and then hecomes inside me. It turns me on when I think about you right there andnot able to stop me from getting screwed from this guy. From now.