I actually had to go to the store to buy new condoms. I was convinced that the one I had been carrying in my wallet since high school was worthless at...this point. I drove over to her place and she lived in a small single story building. She met me at the door and gave me a big hug. She looked a lot older than she said. I think she was about 32 (claimed to be 26). She had an amazing curvy body. She invited me into her small single room apartment. Upon entering the apartment, it became clear that. That was when the bathroom door opened behind me, ''Cleaning in progress.'' I said, but the man completely ignored me and stood right beside me, unzipping his pants and releasing one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen. He then began urinating in the urinal as though I wasn't there.I continued to scrub the urinal I was on but couldn't take my eyes away from the dick he held in his hand, as a stream of hot piss poured out of the end of it I glanced up at him, he wasn't even aware that I was. "I was just being a gentleman. I wanted to fuck you from the time I laid eyes on your butt in jeans." He said boldly."Listen to potty mouth! I told you we could play, but we won't be doin' any screwin'." She said making sure she reinforced the rules."Wantin' and doing are two different animals. I wouldn't even be here at all if you didn't seduce me." He said defensively. "Oh, and don't be surprised. I'd like to fuck every girl I see who looks good in jeans. I'm a healthy All-American boy!" I. I stumbled around the table and slipped to my knees, grabbing his hand with both of mine. “Patrick! Please! This is killing us both. I’ll do anything to make it up to your! I swear his will never, ever happen again! Please!” My last plea was swallowed by a choked sob. I thought I saw a flicker of that compassionate love that had attracted me to him from the start in his eyes. But his jaw clenched. “I’m…” He looked away. “I’m not sure we can fix this.” His eyes closed, and his hand squeezed mine.