He came for at least ten seconds. He held her like a rag doll as he pumped her full of his alpha seed.He then pulled out from Stacy's pussy and stuff...d his big cock back in his shorts. He clearly could bring Stacy to orgasm at the snap of a finger. He held her up with his hands. She didn't speak. He helped walk her over to the bed where she laid down. She was like an injured bird. She curled up on her side and seemed to be in a state of bliss, on the verge of falling asleep or passing. Once I caught myself going through his dirty laundry just so I could feel his scent. I feel a bit of shame admitting this but that night I slept holding on to one of his t-shirts. I could feel a little bit of his sweat and a hint of his cologne but his smell was there and it was so strong that it made me feel whole at every deep breath that I took. I think I might be addicted to him.We decided to watch a horror movie tonight. It's a movie Jake has been meaning to watch for a while and I comply. I always loved it when I saw girls wearing thesecostumes, so I thought it would be fun to put one on myself. I grabbed oneoff the rack at a pop-up Halloween store near my house. Luckily, I'm smallenough to fit into the one-size-fits-everyone-but-the-fat-girl costumeÑat5'7", 135, I've never been accused of having a buff physique.My name is Jeremy, by the way, and I'm 25. I work in a law firm as aparalegal, but I don't really love it. The money I make pays for my reallife outside of work. My. "Again, Professor?" she teased."Again, Anneke! And why not? At my age, I should strike while the iron is hot, no?" my fingers brushed her nipples, bringing them to life."I don't want the iron to give you a heart attack," she smiled as her hand closed around my stiffness. Turning towards me, she put her leg on the bench in the shower. "Why don't we start slow. Perhaps with a little breakfast?" Subtlety never was a trait of the Irish." I said as I dropped to my knees, my eyes now level with her.