She laughed and said maybe I have a daddy issue. (her dad left her mother years ago when she was just a little girl). She said she was worried abou... meeting a stranger. She than got up and said she was cold and had to use the bathroom. I stayed outside. The bathroom light upstairs went on and I could see Alex looking out the window. She waived and to my amazement she lifted her shirt and bra up so I could see her tits. She quickly moved away from the window. I laughed. A few minutes. He grabbed a clean washcloth from the stack of clean laundry that was sitting on a table and had yet to be put away and soaked it with lukewarm water, squeezed out the excess water, and carried it with him. Rather pleased with himself, he eagerly ascended the staircase to the second level of the apartment, where his girlfriend laid sleeping. He walked over to the immediate left of their Queen-size bed and looked down at the woman almost completely covered in blankets, with just a slightly oval. He was a massive physical presence inside her and she was glad that he had opted for a passive role, at least to begin.For a moment she held herself motionless, adjusting to the internal pressure of his cock, her heart pumping like it wanted to escape from her chest. Then slowly, her hands clamping on his shoulders, she began to shift herself up and down on him incrementally, her cunt tight and slippery on his shaft. If he wanted her to use him like a dildo, she was fine with that plan. As. “A top-up would be nice,” I said, giving an equally dirty smile back, “Unless you have something else you can give me.”“Fucking hell, you don’t mess about, do you?” he said.“There’s no time for messing about,” I answered. “My parents and your dad aren’t going to take all day, so if you fancy doing something about that lump in your trousers, we’d better get a move on.”As I said this, I reached out and ran my hand over the bulge, and felt it twitch excitedly.“Fuck me, I wish all the girls down.