Average. There was something about his awkward stance that kind of turned me on. Oh well. Probably won't ever see him again anyway.Ha.Get back with ou... groceries and as we're unloading to the 3rd floor, neighbor just so happens to pull in right beside us. I smiled. He nodded. Okay, he's pretty cute I guess.Heading up the stairs and a bag rips. My boyfriend is conveniently nowhere to be found. Great. I turn around and find my neighbor helping me pick up. It was one of those corny movie moments. Michael hissed for me to stay quiet as he pumped me a little faster and suddenly I felt my pussy relaxing even more as my lubrication continued increasing. He was getting even harder at the feel of my pussy getting wet!All the sudden he jerked the entire thing out of me with a loud sucking sound and laid it on my quivering belly. He looked me in the eyes and asked me if I liked this big black battering ram! I responded with another groan, “It’s fabulous Michael, please put it back in me! . ’ Rylie admitted, ‘But I’m still hung up with Dylan, and well, I just don’t think I’ll be able to give Matt what he deserves. Besides, I’ve always thought of Matt as a friend, never as anything else.’ ‘Its time you got over Dylan.’ Joan said firmly, ‘and as for seeing Matt only as a friend, you must be blind. I’ve seen you two together. You’re even worse than a married couple. He’d give his life for you, and you’d probably do the same for him. If that isn’t love, then I don’t know what is!’. “Fuck,” he groaned, pushing his hips against my belly, my hand trapped between, fingers still gripping his belt. For a moment I actually felt guilty about not worrying about getting his zipper down and grabbing his cock. The least I could do is give him a handjob. Whatever. Sometimes a chick has to take care of her own needs, you know?“Don’t fucking stop,” I managed, feeling a rush as the drugs swept through me, pushing me again towards the peak, crashing through my synapsis, my endorphins.