After a few months I found out he was married but craved man sex and the anonymity of our encounters so I met him less often but enjoyed our jack off ...essions.Another hot spot was the arboretum which was lush with trees, plants and bushes along with the flowers; I loved to go there for just some quiet time to reflect, think and daydream. One day I was sitting there on one of the benches and heard a rustling in the bushes then a “Psst! Psst! Psst!” I turned and saw a dick between two of the. ”“Hey, if you’re going to continue to call me Cory, I get to call you Mattie. That okay with you, Mattie?” She knew that he didn’t like it a little, but she was only teasing. She would never be nasty to Mattson. He was, truly, the best friend she’d ever had. She knew it, and loved him for it. Platonically, of course. There could never be anything else between them. After all, the whole world knew that he had no interest in anyone, male or female or anywhere in between.“You can call me anything. After each of us rested for a moment and gained our composure, I felt her warmth envelope the head of my cock. She took my entire length into her softness and masterfully worked the head with her pussy lips. Her masturbation technique changed as she continued to ride me. I tried to push deeper into her vagina however, she was in control using her vaginal muscles to keep my instinctive thrusts at bay. The head was just enough for her to produce her second orgasm. Jane knew exactly what she. Though she couldn’t quite get enough of the heady taste of her cunt and his cum mingled on his flesh, Silmaria was satisfied that he was clean enough for now. She looked up at him, into his eyes, meeting them slowly. Then she let out a soft sigh. She leaned down, pressing her forehead into his hip. “It’s too early for you to be reading my mind already,” she complained half-heartedly. “We’ve only just started this and you’re already plucking thoughts from my head.” Rael chuckled, one hand.