If you were with many girls, how can it ever be special for you?”She had a VERY good point, and I didn’t have a good answer; in fact, I had NO ans...er when it came right down to it. Or did I? There was ONE person with whom it was very different and very special - Milena. That was true, even compared to my first time with Jocelyn in Cincinnati. And it had been the true emotional, spiritual, mental, and, yes, romantic connection I’d had with Milena that had made it better. And, to my surprise, as. It was the only form of light in the room. A bed took up half the floor space and a wardrobe had been fitted into an alcove. The floor had been covered with laminated wood floorboards. She was sitting on an orange dyed, sheepskin rug. Warmth was coming from the radiator. The walls had been painted in what looked like magnolia emulsion paint. There were no pictures in the sparsely adorned room. It had the feel of being a spare bedroom, like a guest room or something.The door opened again. Her. Our companion slid his hands up and down my butt as I tried to suck the huge tool that was in my hand, I settled on just getting the tip in my mouth. Suddenly the guy behind me twisted my head around and his penis slid across mylips leaving a stream of pre-cum that was as salty as the sea. He spoke very softly to me saying '...come on open your mouth and suck on this...' As I engulfed his growing member he chide me saying '...look up at me when you're sucking my dick, look me in the eye...' As. 'Damn she has nice tits. I wonder what they look like? But I have Cindy now so I need to stop those thoughts.' He silently thought to himself."Now Davy, first of all, I want to tell you I am so sorry about your mother. I know how much you loved her." She watched him nod his head and he started to open his mouth and suddenly closed it, so she continued what she was going to say, "Now Mr. Jameson has said do not worry about any of the bills for her funeral that he will take care of it. He also.