“Does it matter where I sit?”“Sit wherever you like,” she says.“It’s not a problem for you to hang out here with me?” he questions, taki...g the closest chair to him.“Oh, not at all,” she says, slipping down between his legs. She moves almost with a slithery move, and before the man knows it, the young woman’s head is in his lap.“Beth,” he quickly says. “What are you... ?”Her hands deftly begin working his crotch. One of them rubs his cock through his slacks while the other loosens the belt and. I didn't go asking about their mom, dad, families, etc., before I started hanging around with them, drinking with them, letting them come over to my apartment, or fucking them. I just liked the friendships, and if it led to sex, hey, that was even better. If not? I was comfortable having friends and just hanging out with people.So as I got older, into my 20's and 30's, even getting married in my mid twenties, I had younger friends. My wife got pissed off about it. She'd get angry, she'd accuse. The more authentic prelude to this ceremony and the thrill of accepting his virginity drove her ardor to unexpected heights.“You’re making me cum,” she sang, sharing the credit. Her ass bounced wildly as she tried to get the full measure of pleasure. Needless to say, her announcement and unrestrained stimulation created a cataclysmic explosion in him. Their unseeing eyes locked as they shared that primordial ecstasy.When the frenzy passed, Tori settled onto Fred and they relished the pleasant. Jason grabbed her left nipple and pulled it toward him. With his free hand he opened the clamp and released it just behind her nipple. It hurt like fucking hell and she instinctively pulled away from him. Jason grabbed the binder clip and pulled her back towards him saying, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. That just cost you an extra five swats. Do it again and we will add another ten on top of that!" He took her right nipple and proceeded to do the same thing, though this time Tess remained perfectly still..