We had been friends since we were five. I kissed him by force the night before. I knew what had happened. Clare didn’t just turn me into his girlfri...nd, she was making me into his girlfriend. These feelings of romance towards him were fabricated. Then, why did I feel all tingly when thinking about him…? Could it be fake? I wasn’t sure. My phone interrupted my thoughts with another buzz. ‘Wanna go to the ice cream shop this afternoon? I’ll get you your favorite.’ I wondered if Clare Long enjoyed. It is dominated by a king size bed set in the very center. The room is aglow from candles of varying shapes and sizes on nearly every surface. From the doorway I can also see a large bathroom; this is where he leads me. An enormous tub is already filled waiting for us along with two glasses of my favorite red wine. Antonio leads me closer to the tub and hands me a glass. As I sip and savor the flavor he slowly he begins to remove my royal blue blouse that I’m still wearing from the office. His. He fidgeted and pulled out saying it was tickling him. "Sorry about that," he said "my first blowjob. Most girls see my little cock, and I'm lucky to get a hand job, let alone anything else." But you can get it up again and get off at least once more right?" I'm not sure. This is the point at which the evening usually ends" We'll see what we can do. I love cocks of all shapes and sizes, and I think that would feel awesome up my ass." He smiled nervously and said, "We'll have to see how things. I notice him as soon as I reach the grapefruit stand. His strong hands carefully select the round fruits, and squeeze and massage. My tits tingle, thinking about his hands groping my plumpy breasts. Oh my, his hands are large, forecasting what lies below inside his baggy trousers. My nipples strain against my bra, begging to be pinched. We are wearing our required masks, and I fantasize about his hidden mouth, lips that would love to suck my nipples. Oh my goodness. I walk over to the.