I had never beeen with another man before, never even considered it. Maybe it was because it had been so long since I had had sex, maybe because it wa... just so thrilling to have such a young person interested in me. Whatever the reason, I now found myself thinking about his firm, slim body, his tight asshole wrapped around me, his fat dick cumming. More than just thinking about it actually, I craved it.I found myself now so looking forward to seeing him again. I felt like a teenager again,. Then her right. His hands grazed her cunt. Elle’s hips bucked. She was moaning. His teasing was driving her nuts. His mouth found her center core. Eagerly he licked her, kissing her clit. He sucked it. Harder, then lightly nipping. Elle was crying out now. Her moans of pleasure could not be silenced. Alex answered her cries with his fingers, filling her hole. She bucked against his hand, as his mouth returned to her clit. Alex momentarily stopped. Taking a moment to stare at Elle. Her. "Another boy from our village did. His name was Dal. He died..."I stopped for a moment to compose myself.Miss Taylor looked pale and shook her head. She didn't say anything.Dal had been a sweet kid. And he wasn't the only casualty in our village. There had been many others killed. And those of us who weren't killed were all still victims of the war in one way or another. I shivered at my own memories of that time, but I pushed them away because this was about Jacob and not about me.After a. I assume that he offered to buy Emma a drink and presumably she accepted the offer. She was smiling at him and he was not far short of smirking back at her; his body language telling me - and his friends I suppose - that he was going to score this evening.Emma amazed me; mind, she always did in that little black number. What is it about little black dresses that make a woman look so sexy? What's the line "Sex on Legs?" Well that's what Emma looked like that evening. Bugger she never looked that.