She had on tight jeans, a white t shirt, both of which emphasised her neat figure, and black shoes with just enough of a heel to emphasise the shape o... her denim clad legs. She was about the same height as me, 5ft 8 or 9, and the jeans showed off her lovely bum to perfection. The t shirt was v necked, and showed a hint of cleavage, her top tight over her breasts, her nipples poking through the material slightly. We kissed and hugged, me feeling her breasts against mine as we did so.“Goodness,. "Like this, Morgan, with me holding your cock... now, lead the way!"Morgan wanted to pull her hot little body to him and kiss her, but he didn't dare! She was unlike any bitch he'd ever known, and the wrong move could sure as hell break the spell! So instead, he walked beside her, his heart pounding in his chest as he held her tight against him, his mauling hand squeezing and massaging the vibrant mound of her fully rounded tit! She clung to his aching cock with her hot, small hand, slowly and. Let me give you my number so you can call me." Jana replied as she wrote her cell phone number down on a Post-It note and gave it to him.Later that night, Jarard called Jana on his cell phone after the party ended. He went out to meet with her at the Main Street 24-hour Diner. They had burger with fries and milkshakes for their dinner. As they were eating, Jarard couldn't help but look at her. His eyes studied her pink lips and then imagine kissing them.After the dinner and dessert, the pair. So, he 'compensated' for that by giving fantastic blow jobs to any guy who'd let him! I'd fantasized about either giving, or getting a blow job for some time; and I wanted it to stop being just a fantasy, and become a reality!So, as an initial meet up, we decided to meet at a local coffee shop we both knew about; and then see if we wanted to take things any further than that.Honestly---when I first saw David, I have to admit that I wasn't that attracted to him because he really was considerably.