Pushing yourself up on your elbows, you press the head of your erection against my still throbbing lips. My muscles contract and pull you deeper, an... you slowly begin to move, in and out, with long, smooth strokes. I arch my back to meet each thrust, and our groans echo with the thunder that rattles outside the window. We settle into a perfectly timed rhythm, the pleasure building in each of us. I can feel your hands on my hips, your erection thickening inside of me; I see in your. He was a little tipsy and he asked if he could come over for a few drinks. He told me that he and his wife had got into an argument and he had to get out for a while. I said, “sure, come on over” and he hung up the phone. Immediately Lisa asked what happened and I told her Jason was coming over. She acted like she was a little disappointed, but I could tell she was happy. I told her that she might want to put on something sexy because he had been arguing with his wife and may need to be cheered. Tony worked his strong warm hands up and down my short legs and feet, sending me to a heavenly bliss. He caressed my buttocks perfectly. Squishy sounds were becoming obvious as he massaged the thigh areas. All I could do was moan and love it all. My fiance had never given me such an amazing massage, and still never has. Well, I couldn't get the thought of Tony's enormous meat out of my mind. When he next massaged up my back close to my head, I stared at his bulge and commented, somewhat. Steven, what's all that about? Why are you -- ?" She stopped. She said softly, "Oh. I see."I glanced up at her.She was smiling gently. She said again, "I see."I moved closer to her and laid my face between her breasts. Her nipples stood out against the thin fabric. I asked her, "Do you still see me as Speedy?" Sometimes."I was quiet.She said, "There will always be that Speedy in you, hon. And I'm glad it will be. I hope it never goes away."I said, "But I'm not Speedy any more."She whispered, "I.