One advantage is that he always has friends around, and some of them, seem to be very attractive. And some of them, seem to think the same thing about...me. One of my brother's friends that I remember having an extra steamy relationship with was Colt. Colt had dark brown curly hair, green eyes. He was about 6'4'' and was lean and muscular. He and my brother were 19 at the time, and I was 16. I don't know what it was about Colt, but I was extremely sexually attracted to him, so whenever he came. Did she love Paul? She didn’t know. Had she ever really loved anyone? She wasn’t sure on that count anymore either. She’d thought she’d loved John, but she knew now she only loved the idea of John. She’d looked upon him as a kind of heroic knight, a savior and protector, someone who could insulate her from things she didn’t want to think about. John had sort of soured her on what she should expect from men. He’d been so wonderful at first, but her gradual declination from partner and helpmate. That feels sooooo good," she said, holding onto the counter with both hands as an orgasm rippled through her. Kelly's scent was driving me crazy and I could see a dribble of juice coming from her pussy. I had to taste her. "Turn around," I said. I grabbed the waistband of her panties, pulled them down to her ankles, and buried my face into her moist mound. "Fuck yes," Kelly said. Kelly was quite a sight! Anyone looking through the window from the outside would see a woman behind the counter. I was so tired that when she came and sat down near me I was only observing her lips. She was asking me something. I didnt reply, in fact I didnt hear what she was saying. Then I saw her hands reach for the glass of water and she splashed the whole glass on my face. I regained my consciousness and then I started hearing what she was asking me. She was asking if I had anything to eat. I replied no madam. Then we had a conversation.Pooja: what were you doing when my men caught you?Me: nothing.