And his body was not the only thing that was touched by perfection. He had a gentle soul and heart as well; everyone that he met seemed to like him as...much as I did.I watched him each day and night as he passed by me in the lobby, yet he never once looked at me as he passed by nor did he seem to know that I existed, much less how I felt about him. I saw him escort several other women up to his apartment and I felt my heart breaking each time as I thought of them in his arms, kissing them and. As Daisy continued mounting me I grabbed her hips and pushed her gently to the ground with my cock slipping out of her wet pussy while still making out with her passionately our tongues fighting like Darth Vader and Luke Skywalker in episode 6 of Star Wars, as Daisy layed back on the ground I got a good view of her pussy it was nice and plump with a large patch of trimmed pubic hairs up along the outer edge of her slit, writing this story right now im wishing I got to ram my face into that. ..wrong.Just then Lori muttered something under her breath and I felt thetickling along my skin again. And as horny as I had been at that point,I suddenly grew even more so. I was squirmy almost uncontrollably,thinking that I just had to have it. God I wanted to get fucked, andfucked good."Do it," I told her, though she just stood in front of me with a smirk."DO IT!" Do what?" Lori asked with mock innocence.God, I was so horny... and so frustrated. "Fuck me," I cried out, "Iwant you to fuck. Her kids were away at some school sporting thing, I had no idea where her husband was. It really was no big deal, we put on a chick-flick and enjoyed the wine. Then Connie started laughing.“What’s so funny?”“You called this a ‘chick-flick.' One of my friends once told me the difference between a chick-flick and other movies is that there’s talking in it.” We laughed together, maybe a little harder than we might have if we hadn’t been near the bottom of the bottle of wine. We were on the couch.