Orgasms that he ex-husbands average cock never did give her. Sure, he got her off, but never anything Earth shattering. He was more the size of the di...creet vibrator that could be easily put into a handbag or a purse on a night out, but right at that moment she was longing for a cock again. Joanne flopped backwards onto the king sized bed and allowed herself to daydream about what she had just experienced. She was still wet between her legs. Very wet, in fact! Her nipples were poking through. JRPGs were still stuck in the land of rainbows and unicorn farts.And whoa.Okay, so that was impressive. The mountain was hollow inside. A cross section was revealed to him like the glass wall of an ant farm. Or termite farm, he supposed, given the shape of the mountain. It was a complex mass of scaffolding arranged in a stack of blocky rooms that extended up the inside of the mountain. They went up a long way, too far for Jackson to see the top. Each 'room' was illuminated with different. I asked “Whhattt! Come again..”He replied me in a sexier tone “Yes dear, let’s make love. U know I love you a lot right!” I immediately wanted to say yes, even I was longing for it from so many days but my conscience didn’t let me tell that I replied him rather vaguely “Umm. Ah. Butt. I think it’s not the right time”. He went impatient ”Common, for lovers every time is the right time to make love ,feel love and get lost in the world of love ,agree to make love ,my love ” I felt that was really. So she had never worked on her flirting skills. The bus stopped off midtown, and she knew she had to get off. She hoped that he was getting off here too. He was. “Sorry,” she called after him, “I’m Laura.” They were midtown, and he was walking in the direction of the Barnes and Noble as well, but a few steps ahead of her. He was speeding up, having assumed that she wanted to be left alone, but on hearing her voice he turned around. She extended her right hand in his direction. “I’m Laura,” she.