You release the air in your lungs and inhale deeply, gasping. A smile breaks on your face after a few breaths. “Wow, mmmmm. Thank you, Sir.”I noti...e a blush across your cheeks and chest which highlights your freckles. They always remind me of warm sunshine on summer days, long grasses, chasing butterflies and a much more innocent time. The breath play is obviously very arousing for you - I glance down and see a drop of your sweet honey dripping from your labia - such a wonderful sight as it. . then it happen I turned around when my mom (who was in the pool across from the jacuzzi) called my name to tell me where she will be at. But at that moment my cock instantly felt the jet hit it. It felt so good, I couldn't stop pushing (I was humping it, but at 10 i thought i was pushing) into it. I only talked to my mom for about 10 seconds. So after that I didn't care I still faced that way with the jet pulsing my cock. It was the best feeling ever felt at the time. I was then getting off. These stories include sexual acts, and if you may not, should not, or don't want to read this, then do not read it. This is a hobby, as well as a way to reminisce, perhaps in one or two case, even to brag. My writing skills are not on a par with much of the other authors. I know this. Write to let me know you liked, or did not like a story, maybe even why.I was a freshman at a community college when I met Leslie. Leslie was... unusual. She would speak as though sex was a sin, and she would go. ‘And this is Thomas,’ he said, introducing his secretary who we shook hands with. He then went on to tell Thomas that we were going to be his chefs as he called us, thankful that he didn’t use the word cooks. He told him of the problem of passports and what was his itinerary in the near future. This he was told before turning back to us. ‘A month. Can you get passports by then? he asked. ‘I should think so,’ I answered. ‘Good. When you’ve got them, take them to the American Embassy for.