He was still very reluctant. I had to be a bit more forceful. I stood up, grabbed and pulled him up by his hand. I made him stand up. I then sat back ...own. I was sure he was not going to do it, so I undid his button and unzipped him. His nob-head still poked up the top. He had boxers on as well, so I grabbed both waist bands together and lowered them. When I uncovered his cock, it stood straight up, fucking thing was up to his navel, I was sure. I could not make it out because it was hidden by. He wants to get fucked, he likes the look of me, and wants me to fuck him. Something comes up that first time we were going to be meet. He can’t make it.When a guy seems a little out of your league, you’re always waiting for the hookup to go south. Maybe he’s drunk and talking big, then looses his courage the next day. Maybe he’s just using your pictures to jerk off fantasizing about a hookup he has no intention of going through with.To my surprise, he messages me the next day around 2pm. He. I watched her face, gauging her interest, her pain level. She looked surprised, mostly, and I could feel her hips moving a little. Testing, feeling, probing ... then she shifted and another inch went in. Her eyes opened even wider and one hand crept down to start rubbing against her clit.“Do it Jack. Go slow but do it. I think I am going to like this! It is so ... dirty, and so shameful, but it feels good in there, it feels so full, Jack.”When I hit bottom, my hips up against her luscious ass,. ”Claudia rested her champagne flute on the balcony rail and looked up at the sky. The northern panoply of stars were there; not quite as many as she usually saw from her own balcony at Tintamare but a multitude still and as wondrous and beautiful as ever. She took a deep breath; made aromatic by sweet gardenia from the flower beds below and by Sabina’s honey scented perfume. She turned to find the Nordic woman standing right next to her. Their shoulders touched; making Claudia’s skin tingle..