I didn’t realize that I hadn’t taken my eyes off her since she got on the bus. I would have been heartbroken if she had sat anywhere else.“Not ...s good as my morning,” I replied. Seeing her had certainly made the morning better. She threw her shoulder against mine and patted my thigh with her delicate hand.“For a shy kid, you sure know how to talk to a girl.” “You are the only girl I’ve ever felt like talking to.” She looked at me and smiled and my already smitten heart was now hers to toy. "Now jack my cock till I am hard so I can fuck that tight ass of yours." She grabbed his cock and began to stroke it fast feeling it get hard again. She found the tip and ran her finger nail over the pee hole. She played with the hole pushing her nail into it and then back out. She was able to get a tip of her finger into the hole. She wished she had brought the gold spikes to poke down the hole. Men loved that. She used her finger to keep playing with the pee hole getting more of it into him.. Oh boy!Imagine they gave out a Nobel prize for loving yourself. There would be no competition because Dave would pick it up every year. In all my days prior and since I have never met anyone who loved himself as much as he did. I always had this idea that he was the kind of bloke who would wank in front of the mirror while giving himself compliments at how fabulous he was and that the mirror should be honoured to portray his reflection. Every word out of his mouth seemed to be about how. Guyzz jab mein ye suna toh mere lund ki halat mat pucho kya thi, maine turant waha jane ki tayari mein lag gaya……. Main surat mein shamko 5 baje pahuch gaya I send a sms to her ke main I reached in hotel and miss u so much badly….She replied control vicky my baby my hubby with me now we will meeet tommorow and address sms kiya. Jaha hume milna tha morning I reach at ccd jaha hame milna tha takriban kuch 11 baje they…..She called me where r u vicky??? Maine kaha jahan tumne kaha tha waha par aya.