Huh. To hear him talk, you'd think he's a virgin... Iris considered for a moment. Probing a bit more, Iris determined the answer to her question. A di...tinct no. Living with his ex-girlfriend was kind of a surprise, though. That must be interesting… He didn't necessarily seem the type to have the emotional wherewithal for a situation like that.Two hours into their increasingly interesting discourse, Iris realized quite suddenly that she couldn't remember his name. It caused a moment of panic,. You do so slowly and once there, we kiss so passionatelyI whisper "I want to pleasure you, straddle my face" with a smile.You slide up, caressing my dick with your wet mound and playfully teasing before moving all the way up, your thighs either side of my face and me hungrily licking, kissing and making you gasp with pleasure.I taste you madly while vibrating like your favorite toy and causing you to buck wildly on top. You cum hard and wet and break into a huge smile, then lower yourself down. Now little things send me spiraling into tears under his scrutiny, knowing how disappointed he must be to see how I have retracted while he was gone. My timing is off … my responses not instantaneous. I used to be able to read his mind and know what he was thinking without question. Now I find myself stumbling for words and quick responses to his questions. I doubt my answers, hoping they are what he is looking for when I used to just know. Just last night he said, “You’re too emotional, relax. "No." replied Becky simply. Sara thought for a moment, fighting the drugs the raced through her brain to think clearly about this situation. And, to think, she hadn't even heard the half of it." Well, so," she finally said, " Maybe it was just a bad break up. She'll tell you eventually."Becky continued to look concerned, though Sara had no idea why. How could she? Becky then took step two."I'm sure your right, but there's something else as well," Becky had lost the coy smile by now as she.