Hell, sometimes we weren't even on the same continent."The girl next to me on the flight from New York wants to be a model. When she found out I was a...photographer, well..." I trailed off and leered at her. "The casting couch is hard to resist."Nancy gave me a playful nip. "Tell you what, sport. I get to hear the story and you get the best welcome home blow job you ever had." Deal." I said instantly.I'd gotten home earlier than I'd thought and Nancy didn't have the bed made, plus she was on her. I sat on the couch trying to watch the movie but I couldn't concentrate. My phone started ringing and I checked to see who it was. My best friend Jon, was probably calling to talk about some stupid sports game he just saw. Sports are one thing I hate but I bear with it just for him, I've known him almost all my life after all. I met him in kindergarten and we were inseparable to say the least. But I never thought of him as more than a friend. By the time I answered and said hello I realised how. “Oh, you’re a big boy,” she whispered with a smile. She stroked it up and down, pulling down his foreskin to expose the round shiny helmet, already glistening with a few droplets of pre-cum. Andrew offered up silent thanks for the fact that he’d had a shower before he came out, and had made sure his penis was properly clean. How awful would it have been to have ruined the moment by revealing a layer of smegma round the rim of his helmet?Emily rubbed his cock up and down several times, squeezing. So I started to tease her by rubbing my tip on her vaginal opening. She went mad and took the charge from me and came over me and started to ride me.She sat on my stomach and looked to my eyes and I can see the fire in her eyes.She took her left hand and placed it on my tool and started to move it up and down . She rubbed the tip in her love hole and closed her eyes and sat on my dick. It was difficult for me to enter in one go. She makes to lubricate it and tried again and now it partial goes.