. Well I wanted to kiss her fingertips and stare into her green blueeyes and watch her lips quirk in friendly amusement at my silliness. She was at t...enty-four five years older than me and was far more worldlyand knowledgeable than I would have believed. My knowledge of women wasscant and largely second-hand, but I was up on events and had I thought agood wide knowledge of the world and people in general. Still there was notopic that we raised between us where she could not add to my. She had to promise me though that she would tell me all about it. By that time, Alex had walked back into the kitchen where she was talking to me. She laughed and I asked her what she was laughing about. She said Alex was standing in front of her with a silly grin on his face and an erection like a steel pole. When she said that, she said Alex went pale with worry. I told her to milk him for all she was worth, and she promised to do just that. After she hung up the phone, Alex asked her if he. You think this story is about me. You think it is something from my subconscious. You, my friend, suffer from the delusion that you are the consumer between us.You are wrong.I don't want to tell you about me. If I did, I wouldn't write under a pen name like this. You'd see a real name highlighting my SOL profile. Oh, sure, it's alright with some people. Internet privacy and all that. But this isn't about privacy. No, this is an act of communication. And any act of communication requires. Holding her buttocks I let her rub my cock tip on her cuntlips a few times, before pushing my pelvis upwards to open them slowly. She let herself go down slowly by placing her feet on the bed. Then our dance began. She started hopping on my cock, sometimes taking it all the way inside her and sometimes keeping just the tip in her pussy, while squeezing it with her internal muscles. Nic stood on the bed, giving her his cock. Lisa was now impaling herself on my cock, deepthroating, at the same.