I made sure to protect ourselves in my younger years of 'Deft Defloration' of girlfriends, and next their girlfriends, younger sisters, team- or schoo...-colleagues. Over age fourty - almost thirty years ago - I stopped to protect, as likely offspring with so much younger partners, schoolgirls mostly, some first year students - is daughters, which I love and amore to educate emotionally, as much as I hate to have sons. I live in the first block of four-story brownstones with back-gardens, close. I logged onto my favourite site ( this one) and found him in my friend’s section. When I checked his profile I could see he hadn’t many friends because he hadn’t posted anything of his own but his favourites were full of my pictures and videos. I also saw he had posted favourable comments on most of my postings. That’s why I had accepted his friendship. So far so good but it was a little disappointing not to see his body. Then I checked the college website. Sure enough there was his picture.. I love sucking your cock but I bet you're just as good at it as I am." I prayed I was right and that he'd soon show me. "Maybe so," he conceded, smiling at me as he reached down and unzipped my dress. I shrugged it off my shoulders and let it slither down around my knees. He stared down at me and smiled. "Black lace. Scrumptious. You really know how to turn me on, Lori. Take off your slip for me please." Knowing my breasts would look too small, I leaned forward to conceal them and then, after. The sweet scent of your skin smells of pure cotton. The small fleshy area that has been laid bare between your jeans and your white cotton blouse it is so alluring, its burning holes in my soul to know I am so close to your inner beauty. My fingers trace down the side of your jaw line and across your neck, I find the first button to your blouse and fumble to start with, all because of the pent up anticipation running through my veins.As we continue to kiss, our lips entwine and our saliva.