We hung up the phone and I was left hearing only those last words of I love you and I miss you run through my head. You are so sexy and so gorgeous th...t I can’t help but think erotic thoughts of you. I poured a glass of white wine and grabbed my favorite sex novel and laid down on the fur rug in front of the fire. I think of our days and nights spent making love and the way that your hands feel when they move across my flesh, As I lay there, I become entranced by the thought of your kisses. During the time at college I did have a brief relationship, it was a guy from the hardware class, Michael. In the end he turned out to be a stupid bastard who had it in his warped little mind that he owned me, but he did end up being my first, I often wonder what the hell I was thinking. Anyway, this story isnt about secondary school, or college, its about university and the real guy I love. I ended up going to university in the city, so I moved there and found a nice little flat, I got myself. Pressing another finger against me and then you feel it. I force myself to stand and you manage to take a breath as my third load of the night spurts onto your face. Hitting your cheek, the second in your mouth. Your fingers still working on me and you lean forward determined to swallow me. A hand on the back of your head, convulsing as my cum is sucked out of me. The warmth of my cum and the satisfaction at having earned it combined with the vibrator allow you to ride a small wave to orgasm. My long hair was pulled back into a ponytail and my face was as cleanly shaven as the rest of my body (Id spent an hour shaving in the shower that morning) Todd pulled up in his king cab truck and I climbed in and threw my bag in the back seat. Of course, he had on his jeans and one of those form-fitting tee shirts. I wanted to bite him.He was so funny and confident in the way he spoke. This was really the first chance I’d ever had to chat with him face to face. I tried my best to seem aloof,.