He looked at me in amazement, smiling broadly and with a calm, sure hunger in his eyes. He lowered himself onto me, and let the tip of his penis rest ...gain my opening. Just as he began to push into me, it slipped in a wet, warm, electrifying inch. I gave a slight jolt of surprise, moving my hips forward, and felt him push into me another inch, ecstatic at the sensation. I felt him stiffen, and before I knew it he gave one smooth, hard thrust and pushed himself all the way into me, making me cry. She just smilesand says she wanted a drink and to go ahead because she doesn't care.I waited until she went back to her room, and I really blew a load.I wouldn't have thought much of it but it began happening a hell of a lotof the time. For a while it seemed like I couldn't touch my dick withouther walking in. It got so bad it became a joke with us, and with that alot of the pressure was off. She didn't care that I did it, and she evenseemed to like it.This went on for about a month, and then. I recognized it easily. It used to be me. The difference now was I was starting to think perhaps I had earned it.He was fun to be with. He flirted, he charmed, he flat out hit on me. And he danced as well as Jeff. This time around the party circuit, I could follow.He was so disappointed I wouldn't leave with him it nearly broke my heart.Nah, I was just amused. Last summer I would have bestowed on him the gift of my company, not because he deserved it, but because it would have been fun and, why. “What’s up?”She stood on her tiptoes to give him a peck on the cheek. Meanwhile, he took her by the waist and ran his hands up and down her back under her t-shirt, then cusped her naked titties and fondled them for a moment, before declaring that they were “lovely.”Elise could see the look of shock on my face while Henri was clearly breaking the boyfriend-girlfriend relationship code. I didn’t know in which world such behaviour could be acceptable, but neither of them seemed one bit bothered. I.