I stood there in my seamed stockings and garter as he laid me on the bed. This was the moment of truth for me ... he is going to fuck me and don’t w...nt to stop him. He went down on me again ... licking my labia and clit ... driving me up the wall. I had my 3rd orgasm in 20 minutes. I was crazy with lust for this man. I heard a voice say, Joey, fuck me. I need to feel you inside me ... please put it in me. It was me begging for his cock. He rubbed the big bulbous head up and down my slit and. I alternated sucking just hard enough to get her to squirm a bit and then swirling my tongue around the nip and flicking it occasionally.As our writhing became more intense, me with mouth and hand on her tits, her pulling me into her chest, she placed her hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me away. "Oh, you're a good boy" she breathed heavily. "Let's take a second to calm down. I think that you need to take off your pants. You'll hurt yourself with your dick so hard in those tight jeans.. “Hi there,” Princeton smiled. “Hey. Wassup, Mr. Wells,” said the six-foot-one, one-hundred-eighty-five pound visitor. “Come in! And, please Brontae call me ‘Princeton’ or ‘P.T.’. Would you like something to drink?” “Yeah. That’s cool.” “What do you want?” “I have most everything.” “You got a beer?” “Yes, but you can’t drink and drive leaving here,” he smiled. “Yeah!” “Let me grab it. Go ahead and take a seat.” Princeton rushed off to the kitchen and pulled a Corona from his stainless steel. I picked up my mug, other hand still buried deep in my swollen peach as he passed. I sensed his gaze, and the moment he was behind me, my hand again came to life.Hearing his distant, deep voice as he ordered his coffee was almost enough to get me over the edge. I tried to pace myself, savoring every moment of this new stranger’s ignorance.I slowly fucked myself with my hand as he waited for his drink--out of my line of sight. I opened my book one-handed, preparing to appear occupied when he.