The house was dusty after being unused for so long. It was late evening when I ordered a Chinese meal for us. We were too exhausted to make love that ...ight, but rectified the omission at length the next morning. There is something about Sunday morning sex. Perhaps it’s the invitation to be relaxed, to take my time, and to be able to play my hands over the pliant, firm, sleekness of a breathtakingly beautiful blonde, hearing her vocal reactions to my varying caresses over each different part of. I grab my ticket and run to the higher floor of the bus. Scan again, no sign of her. I lower my gaze, and the bus moves forward without me taking a seat. I smack my head…. Again. This seems to becoming a habit. I take my seat, rubbing my forehead and instantly grabbing my phone. “Em, where are you? I’m lonely on the bus!”“Sorry Hun, I missed it, should be at school in time for maths”“Okay, see you soon”A couple of hours pass, it’s now second period. Maths. No sign of Em yet. There’s 20 minutes. This entire time not a single word was said, we just continued to make out there on that rock in the woods. The only sounds that could be heard were the wind through the leaves, the water making its way slowly down the creek, and of course the sounds of our kissing. Then Adam reached for my shirt and slid it off my body. As soon as he had it off he started to kiss my chest. I couldnt believe this was happening. He continued to work his way down toward my dick. Then he reached for my belt slowly. His dick was rubbing my prostate and my dick was really hard. My friend said to look at the holes, and I noticed that we were being watched from both sides through the gloryholes. I started to jerk my 6 “ dick and soon I was close to cumming. My friend was trusting his rock hard dick deep into me and pulling out every once in a while and trusting back in. He told me to stop stroking because he wanted to fuck me a while. And boy did he fuck me a while. He fucked me hard, then long and.