She just kept her palm wrapped around my dick even though I told her to stroke and tease it. Since it was not working for me, I moved her hand to hold...my balls and penis back forth.All this while, our clothes were one. So I removed my jacket and shirt, so did she. She was removing her pants too, but I said, “No, I will remove them myself”.Then she spontaneously jumped on me and wrapped her legs around me. I carried her and threw her on the bed. She was blushing and her face was red. Then I. "Ahh, fuck," I shouted."I know," Evan said, "But it's just getting started."He started thrusting his cock faster and with greater force. I moaned harder each time. He took hold of my body and continued fucking me. I had to grab both sides of the table. It started feeling a bit painful, but feeling Evan's cock inside me felt good. Evan suddenly took hold of my cock and started stroking it. He was fucking me and now he's stroking me too. This man knows his stuff. I started to feel affection for. Feathery fingertips now bring sighs instead of giggles.Your skin glows in the flickering candlelight as I kneel astride your hips where you lie prone upon the sheets. Lightly, I brush the silken strands of your golden hair from your face and you smile contentedly.Such trust, from one who seems so small and fragile beneath my brutish bulk, is impossible to fathom, but my heart swells within my chest at the knowledge of its existence.Leaning forward, I trail the tip of my tongue lightly around. I looked out the back glass until the car behind us drove past the spot. "You are pretty damn strange," Mikey Spillman said."You don't have to mention that again. This ain't a marriage Mickey," I said slightly worried that he took caution as quirky."So Brit, whats your story?" I asked."Sorry love, unless you have permission from the boss to interrogate me, I would prefer to just live in the moment." he said."Just making conversation," I said. Of course I wasn't. I wanted to know, if I needed to.