“I won’t hurt you, please let me fuck you Sandy?” he begged. With my eyes spinning, totally mesmerized by his uncut dong, I simply nodded yes.�...Let’s go to the bedroom,” he suggested, before he lead the way.Tristan undressed in a heartbeat before jumping on the bed. Before I joined him I made sure to retrieve my tube of lubrication. As we lay there he stared at me for a few moments before saying, “Thank you.” Leaning in he kissed me anxiously, almost hyperventilating. Tristan was virtually. July 6, 1996, Chicago, Illinois“You have my cell phone number, Kimmy’s cell phone number, and the number of our travel agent, right?”“Yes,” Karla said. “Written into my address book.”“And you’ll call if there are any issues, right? I have friends in New York if you have any trouble. In fact, let me give you Katya’s phone number. She and her husband Aleksey live not too far from the United Nations.”I wrote out their numbers and handed the piece of paper to Karla.“I should be OK!” she laughed.. I had a bit of a sexual awakening last summer. I had to do orientation to get familiar with my new classes. My very first class I was stuck with a group I noticed had a hot guy, and he happened to be in pretty much every one of my other classes. He was fairly tall, short brown hair, piercing green eyes, and tight pants of which I noticed hid his bulging giant erection every time our eyes crossed paths. He would always smile at me when he had the chance, and I would always smile back. Over. I tried hold myself away but my back muscles were no match for the power in his arms.I don’t know why, but right before the head of his cock got to my lips, my mouth opened and his cock slid right in. Right when I should have been pissed off and ready to fight, I found myself giving in and my sense of everything around me was gone except for the hands on my head and the cock in my mouth.The first thing I noticed was his musky smell even though it was a clean smell. In the current condition of.