It was nice to hangout with my friends. Sometimes I do wish it was more than justhanging out, that we spent time together. We laughed , had a goodtime... but it was not something we would make a connection over. Ourtime is something which keeps an old connection alive. I want ourfriendship to grow like I want to grow. Funny thing, I brought up mynew friend, Dana, at the draft and a couple of my buddies thought hewas a girl. Frist said he thought I was gushing over him; well, I amnot. He is just. He was worried they would find out, but a quick sloppy blowjob changed his mind. I made sure to ask him while rubbing and slapping his dick against my face and then saying please every time it was deep in my mouth. He can't resist when I talk with my mouth full.It was going to be a halloween dress up party so I already had a perfect disguise. I wore a leather jacket, black elastic leggings with a tail sewn onto the back and black high heels. Most importantly, I wore a cat mask that covered my. Her eyes opened immediately and I thought for sure my life was finally about to come to an end. But instead she let them drowsily close, and began slowly kissing back as if encouraging me to continue. Those full lips that I had wanted only two nights ago where slowly massaging mine now and soon I felt her tongue power its way into my mouth. I welcomed it, and without having any experience in French kissing, began to dance around her tongue with my own, exploring her mouth as she did mine. The. The massage darker and hotter. Snuggling me close to her deepthroating me long and slowly and giving me a dark rimjob. Growling. ‘Yes . Growled gazing spellbound. ‘ in silence, slid slowly into me from reverse, kissing my vagina hotter, stroking..it. Tenderly, pulsating , she slid slowly into me from reverse. Feeling her pulsate in perfection, entering meover and over. (* as we had slow soft sex for hours)* Suckling my vagina in flame. Rolling her tongue into me.circling me in warmth . Her.