Janice and I headed out for some drinks at a neighborhood bar, and then we took in a light dinner and a movie. Afterwards, I asked if she wanted to sh...re some more drinks, which a bit out of the norm for me since I like to call the evenings a “winner” after drinks, dinner and a movie. I was feeling good about the evening and hoping my “feel good” mood might translate into something special once we got back to the house. Unfortunately for me, Janice drank a little too much, and by the time we. The man is surprised to see a man sucking a ladies tits, and stroking her pussy. But he enters anyway and we don’t stop. He’s the classic tall, dark and handsome guy in a dark coat. I pull down the zipper of your pants, pull out your hard dick. It feels so good in my hand. It’s what I’ve been craving. I’m stroking you with a firm grip, you moan into my neck. I’m moaning, so soft and light you have to be near me, on me, or in me to hear it. I rub harder, furiously faster, and OMG the feeling. She liked what she felt. There was a love of nature in him that she found attractive. He was tall and lean, his face tanned from being outdoors. There was great strength in his arms and shoulders from working the land on his father’s farm. ‘What about you, Johann, do you think that you will be paired up with, Leyna?’ Olaf grinned. It was correctly assumed by the boys that Leyna’s mother would have paid out money to ensure her daughter got what she wanted. ‘I hope not.’ Johann took another swig. I mean can we, if... ?" His excitement went down and he looked into her eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke directly to her, with love in his eyes and doubt in his heart. "If you are dead, can we still make love? I really want to, but it won't be the same, will it? I want to make love to you, not some dream of mine."Now Janelle was sure this boy, no this man, was very remarkable. He didn't want a dream, he wanted HER! Tears began a slow rain from her eyes and down her cheeks. In a whisper, she.