Call me crazy, but the biggest turn-on for me is a woman’s mind and her soul. When I am making love to a woman, I am not making love to her body par...s – they are just a conduit for physical contact. No, I am making love to who that woman is, what she believes in, what she feels, what she expresses. I am making love to a person, not an object. Not an image.My last fantasy ended as I finished giving her oral pleasure in her home, after I travelled thousands of miles to see her.But where does my. So Roy and I hung out every single day. After school, on weekends, pretty much all the time. After a while, we began to do sleepovers from time to time, especially after we attended football games and their after parties. There was one night that after a party, we were walking home, and we both found that we needed to pee really badly, and since there wasn’t shit for traffic around, we stepped off of the road a little bit and both took care of business. As we were peeing, I glanced over to see. It was a stupid question, he knew, as well as being one that was none of his business. “We...we,” she started to say. “It’s okay,” he interrupted. “None of my business.” “I...I will pay Jason’s rent,” she said. “I could give you a cheque right now.” “You will do no such thing!” Tom said adamantly. “A word of advice luv, don’t pay boyfriends bills or lend them money. If he can’t pay his rent when he’s single he won’t pay it when he’s married and got a family. His sort are a waste of space.. Jenkins.” Susan hesitated. She was very uncomfortable being naked outside, and spreading her legs would reveal her most intimate parts. She assumed Jeff wanted a close up view of her pussy, and reluctantly parted her legs to show him. She turned red in the face as she allowed this former student to stare directly at her cunt. Susan was then shocked when Jeff grabbed her ass cheeks and leaned into her pussy with his face, and began to lick her “down there!” “What are you doing, Jeff? What....