Because I don't have anywhere else to go. Maybe." Because he didn'tcare. Really. "What's your name?" Fiona." The girl studied him for a moment and the... started to tugJordan's sleeve, again. "Come on." I-I'm Jordan..." he murmured, as he was drawn toward the outskirts ofthe city."I don't care," she responded, taking him to a small cottage. The entirething could have fit inside his room in his parlor at the mansion,probably, and Jordan wondered if there was really two rooms inside.Jordan didn't. She took that opportunity to slide out from under me. I felt her get behind me. Here I was on all fours, with my ass totally open, and my best friend, who is wearing a strap on cock, is behind me. What a world! She grabbed my hip with one hand, and preceded to guide the head into my wet, waiting pussy. I let a long wail, as it went all the way in me, in smooth stroke. Apparently, it felt good to her, too. She was moaning with me. We moved against each other, until we were covered in sweat and. Travel and time for my hobbies such as my guitar playing were no longer an issue. I also did something I had wanted to do for a long time. I took flying lessons. I had discussed it with an old friend from high school who had done it years ago. He had his own plane for a while and found it quite enjoyable and rewarding. I thought even if I never own my own plane it would be fun. I knew it would not be cheap. I was told it would set me back approximately eight to ten thousand dollars with all the. He looked really sexy in a black sleeveless T-shirt and jeans and I began fantasising about what his cock would feel like rubbing against my naked stomach, all wet and slippery, and dying for it to be inside me. I did want to suck him off and imagined kneeling on the floor in front of him, licking his gorgeous balls and hearing him moan with pleasure while watching me.But the need to have cock inside me was immense and I knew that tonight it would be a good hard fuck I would be aiming for. .