We'd known each other since the academy. She was hot and athletic and we had an understanding, this was about sex. We were both rebounding and didn’... want anything but some unattached fun. Okay, works for me, particularly in light of how hot this chick was and still is for that matter. She was medium height, muscular, with brown hair cut at her shoulders and the smallest breasts I'd ever seen in person. But her nipples were pert and uber-responsive. I've since never needed big breasts on a. "Hmm, this feels good. Some days, David, the best thing that happens to me is a good come from my fingers. A cock feels better, though. Any cock. I just love cocks, David. Big ones, small ones, skinny or fat, I love them all, and I had my fair share of them when I was younger. For a while there, I was a real slut, David. I fucked around, and not because I lacked self-esteem, like some other sluts I knew. No, I fucked around because plain and simple I just loved to fuck. Still do, for that. Mom had never married Dad, you see, so she kept her maiden name until she wed him ... Jerry Larson. A bruiser whose family came over from Sweden, and Mom being Mom, she picked the least likable member of the clan. He was a professional boxer turned trainer, sparrer, and bouncer. I liked boxing, but he looked and acted like he took too many hits to the face or head or something.This was all fucking weird, especially given how much I now thought of and recalled despite never noticing before where. “Now get up you sexy and crazy man, and kiss me, and let me taste your cum from between your lips. Kiss me like it is your first time ever kissing a woman.” So I dropped my legs down and managed to seat myself upright on the floor of my office, with my cum still in my mouth. I leaned forward to kiss her, and she leaned toward me and our lips met, and they opened and her tongue probed my mouth taking my cum into her mouth. Our lips pressed hard together, we kissed and her arms came around me and.