After some time we arrive at the door of his apartment. He then turns to me and says, "To be honest Isabelle I only went to that club to look for a on... night stand. I hope you don't mind." I look him square in the eye and say, "Honestly Michael, so did I." The look of pure shock is priceless. I then walk up to him, wrap my arms around his neck, and give him a deep, passionate, kiss. As we're kissing I feel his hands start to grope my ass. I moan into him, then break the kiss and step back. He. I'll be able to see your, uh, pussy better that way." He said.He simply moved to the end of the bed and leaned against the head-rest. I did the same and stretched out my legs. He seemed to decide this was going well, and he opened up her bent legs and I looked at his cock lustily."I love the way you trim your cock," I said, "I can see it all clearly, I think it is a pretty cock." Squeeze your penis, don't stroke it, just squeeze it." I said to him. I watched intently as he squeezed his penis,. I whimper as he lightly puts pressure on my clit, not letting up even as I moan. "I wasn't ignoring you--" a pinch of my clit interrupts my lie. "Okay, I was but I have my reasons," I finish. Whitey kisses my neck and strokes my pussy gently, his fingertips teasing my clit. "And those would be...?" he murmurs against my skin before tracing his tongue from my collarbone to my ear. "I--I didn't want to fight with you," I reply breathlessly as I fight back my moans. Now is NOT the time to succumb. I spent a few minutes dangling my feet in the water, feeling the sand between my toes. It had a sort of feeling that just felt good without really being able to describe it.After I had my fill, I got up, grabbed my basket and walked over to the closet apple tree. I plucked off two pretty quickly then I saw a massive one, the biggest I had seen in a long time on Mr. Brown's land. I reached up but it was just out of my reach, so I had to use my tippy toes. My hand wrapped around the luscious.