.And it's happening again. We're parked In the neighborhood, nestled in a cul-de-sac, shrouded by overgrown trees. And I'm stilled during what plays b...ck as a frenzied loop through memory later on.It wasn't simply your hair, pinned back and nearly gleaming with captured moonlight. It wasn't the way you sighed when my lips grazed your exposed collarbone. Or the way you would bite your lip, sometimes before a kiss and sometimes during, charged with undeniable energies. It wasn't just a mixture of. To you, it may have been just a simple act, just a quick wank for a friend, but I feel so much better after that! You know, I’ve been doing that for myself every night for the past month but after you doing it for me, I’ve never felt like I do right now.’ ‘I should hope so, I’m a real live woman compared to a hand.’ ‘You sure are! Tell John that if he’s ever willing to lend you to me for complete sex, I will treat you so well … and I’ll respect you too, Deb.’ ‘I am sure you would, Martin,. I held her gently to insure she was still breathing, before I eased her off me. A puddle of our combined orgasmic juices drooled from her gaping pussy onto my thigh as she breathed a gentle sigh. The cat came out from under the bed and started rubbing my face and purring. I made a quick mental note to feed it.Stumbling to my feet, I rearranged my robe and moved back towards the front room in a daze. Barry was on the floor with a plumper bouncing unmercifully on his hips while the little. Oh, and I should mention that her nearly impeccable English was colored by an obvious accent as well.Two. She was single. No, I didn’t ask. She volunteered the information right before she started leading me up the stairs and shortly after she’d announced, purring into my ears, that she needed to suck my cock.And Three. She was a dirty girl. Or so she’d told me. I had no reason to believe otherwise.Up until I met her, the party had been a bit of a bore. I’d really just planned to make an.