She looked down at her body. Can you blame any young guy for wanting that? he asked her, a dead serious look on his face. She looked down at her breas...s, her flat stomach, her athletic legs. Okay. I get it. I get it……. You men…. she said, something of that sexy, amused/slightly exasperated tone returning to her voice. She had to admit that she was flattered by the handsome young man, and besides…He wont have any trouble pleasing Jamie, thats for sure. And hes smart and successful, and works. Get off it feels too good!’ Still wiggling with a voice dripping with sarcasm, ‘What do you mean it feels too–‘ Too late. I groaned and started throbbing my release right into my trunks and I’m sure Alice can feel every bit of it. With surprise evident, ‘Wow you really did didn’t you? I didn’t think you were that excited.’ Babbling now, ‘Please Alice. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to, you were just wiggling around and it felt so good and I couldn’t stop and I’m really sorry. You probably. After meeting at a shopping center, we sat in his SUV, each with another envelope of erotic photos of our women. His ex turned out to be someone I recognized from a local store. He was correct; she was a beauty, and seeing her nude almost had me cumming in my pants. After that, I went to her store and bought things I really didn’t need, just so I could see her and think about her stripped down, the way I saw her in the photos.My new friend rearranged his gym schedule to coincide with ours. He. I wanted it. I craved for this. The frustration showed itself. I covered his penis with my mouth. It tasted of sweat and something with a bad taste, but i kept going. Can you take the rope off i just wanna get laid, i said with a fed up tone. He slapped my face and then kissed me. In the process he took the rope off. My shirt came off. Our tongues wrestled. He unhooked my bra. I took it off and began to remove his sweatshirt. He slapped my face again and pushed my face to his cock. I embraced.