Back then he lived with the woman he married shortly after he and my mother split up, and with her daughter Kristina. I had lived with the three of th...m years before, from when I was about fifteen until I moved out at eighteen.While I was there that week, I came down with the worst case of the flu you can imagine. I had planned to spend most of the week with friends from the happy days of years past, and suddenly I was stuck in bed with nothing to keep me company but my laptop. Now, as good and. I don't like to brag, but I've been told by a lot of peoplethat I look like a young Rock Hudson - a heterosexual version of himwith my solid chin, dazzling smile, classic features, and dark hair.Thinking about my face on Jimmy's scrawny five foot eight inch, onehundred and thirty-five pounds, narrow body almost makes me laugh."Aggh, I can't help it if I'm a natural stud. Girls like crawling acrossmy naked body and I can't refuse a good fucking. If she's blonde,pretty, and got nice tits, then. On these occasions you would only wear shoes, mini skirt and wrap around shirt tight with no bra to allow easy access and so people could see your hard nipples sticking out when you were excited. I would always insist on you dressing like this so I could enter you anytime I wanted. We had been playing these games for about a year. We had gone into this bar, not one of our regular places. We liked it immediately as it was very crowded. We pushed our way up to the bar. I ordered drinks and whilst. She was fantastic, a keg of explosives. His prick jutted out, throbbed. The scent of her pussy filled the stock room, ate at his brain. Yet, he waited, enjoying her sexuality for a few torturous moments longer."Dave, you bastard," she gasped. "Fuck me. Stick in your cock." She raked her pussy as she twisted her hips. "Make me cream--like Linda made me cream." One hand clawed her tits, the other hand clawed her pussy. "I need your cock, Dave. I need it so bad."She couldn't believe what she was.