I didn't have to explain a thing. She walked up to me and embraced me in her arms. at this point i was embarrassed because my 7 inches was unmistakabl... diggin into her'freshen up thigh.i thought to myself, she smells like heavan and booze. lucky for me, she decided to go upstairs and freshen up....but she told me not to go home yet, she needed to talk to me about a pressing matter. I was sitting on the couch and twiddling my thumbs praying to god she wouldn't call my mom and tell on. This whole scene with Mark, for example, was confusing. It almost seemed as if Nat was jealous of Mark. Why that would be was beyond me.I sighed again and decided that I wasn't meant to understand some things, such as the male mind. It also wasn't doing any good staying angry with Nat. He didn't mean to be overprotective and, for the most part, he was better than my family. That didn't mean that he couldn't rile me faster than most though. Ah well, Nat was Nat, and always would be. For that I. The initial attraction was mutual; we were both successful professionals in our late twenties with similar interests in food, music and movies. We are both considered more than moderately attractive and are rarely short of options in our choice of partners, but we had the good fortune to meet at a time when we were both in relationships that were circling the drain.The mutual attraction and mutual interests led to a string of 'chance' meetings, which led to a date, which led to the swift. I started slow thrusting her, she was in sheer joy. Pumped her, pumped her, she’s like, bring it on.I was so much happy that she was taking in whatever force I gave her.She was so luslty looking at me, I kissed her, put my tounge inside her mouth. She didn’t stop, I didn’t stop.Fucked her so much that she’d remember me for her life.She changed the position, got on top of me and started riding my dick like a cowgirl.She was heavy, every time she bounced on my dick, it made loud noises. Thap!.