She smiles again, sending a charge tickling down my spine. I lean back and eye her over, fantasizing naughty thoughts I’d do with her. Our coffee a...rives. We drink, mostly in silence broken by few attempts at conversation. I pretend to look around the coffee shop, my eyes glancing over her at every opportunity and catching her looking at me more than once. I detect a slight grin across her face as if she knows what’s in my mind. I startle, look down at the menu on the table when she looks at. La seguí hasta entrar a la sala. Había una camilla con una tira de papel cubriéndola, un asiento, un espejo gigante de cuerpo completo y un pequeño vestidor. Me indicó el vestidor y me dijo, sácate toda la ropa y ponte esta toalla para cubrirte. Puedes dejar tu ropa sobre el asiento.Mientras me quitaba la ropa ella me preguntó si esta era mi primera vez acá. Mi primera vez en la vida, dije. Ella sonrió y dijo: entonces trataré de ser lo más delicada posible para que vuelvas y no tomes. Petrol station and I wondered how much business they did overnight. Then I had a naughty thought, I wouldn’t be out jogging for the next three nights but on the Monday night I could bring some money with me and go in and buy something.As I got closer to the petrol station I could see that it was a young man who was looking after the place and I hoped that he would be there on Monday. My naughty streak took over again and instead of just running passed the forecourt I ran right through it,. My cock was growing. I could feel it swelling and swelling in the boy shorts as I bucked through my orgasm. This wave of triumph surged through me. My legs kicked and spasmed as I groaned through my bliss.“Are you coming or not, Sasha?” my mother called, annoyance in her voice.“I’m cumming so fucking hard!” I gasped as I hit that wonderful peak of pleasure. I quivered there, my eyes rolling back in my head. I shuddered through the bliss, a big smile on my lips. It was incredible. Just the best.