But back to tonight - am I reading you correctly and, if so, why me?"While looking Cameron in the eye and lightly stroking the hand she held Leia said... "You're not wrong. I find myself in a bit of a dilemma, if I go out with a local guy, especially if I go more than once, they seem to think they have some right to run my life. I'm not ready for a permanent relationship. Besides, too many of the available guys have horizons bounded on one side by the Seahawks and on the other by my bedroom.. That made her nipples point out and easily visible.I tried to keep up the small talk and not to think where her hands were going. But I did fail miserably in doing that. I was very well aware of what was going to happen. And that made my prick engorge with all the blood that was rushing in. I tried to offer her an apology but she kept her finger on my lips, smiled and started to wash my groin area; avoiding my rigid tool, but washing all around it.I realized she was spending “more time washing”. She sits back up as he is recovering and she fixes herself as best she can her hair is a little disheveled but not much else other than her skirt is hiked up a bit and her blouse is still open . She figures that’s it time to get back inside but this guy had recovered being such a young stud he has other plans as he pulls her to him kissing her deeply again and pushing her back down in the seat as he pushes up her skirt and maneuvers his face down between her legs to begin licking and sucking. A modest double post bed with small night stands with lamps and plenty of room around it. In one corner was a modern block style red leather covered foam rubber chair and in the other, a wing backed cloth-covered chair with a small needlepoint cushioned Victorian footstool. As we entered I cranked down the thermostat to 68. "Please put your things on that chair," pointing to the wingback chair and picking up the footstool. As I placed it on the floor in the middle of the room I gazed at Andreas.