Gorgeous eyes. Lips great. And the thing which attracts the most. She has a wonderful sexy pair of breasts of size 34. A well-built ass to crave for. ...Now coming to the story. We met in our hometown in the evening. It was dark around 7.00 pm. It was a kind of silent place with no one around. We were roaming around holding each other’s hand and hugging each other. We both were eager to make out and enjoy each others company in a different way. It showed in her eyes. So after walking few distance. It was a narrow glass vase with a single red rose. Upon closer inspection, he saw a tag on it with handwriting he would recognize anywhere: "Congratulations! To Dorian, with all my love." Do you know who it's from?" Melissa asked."Yes," Dorian said gravely. "I do."A tense moment of silence passed. "What's wrong?" she asked. Dorian said nothing. "Honey, you're scaring me." It's all right," Dorian said, rising from the bed. "I'll take care of this. I'll make sure she doesn't bother us." Who's. I could feel myself reaching climax and Louis showed no intention of stopping. I told him to stop, that I wanted his cock in my mouth, so that I could save my cum for later. He stood up and we both undressed, his toned, lith body was beautiful and his cock was already becoming thick, long and hard. We wwalked into his room and he lay back with his at least 9 and a half inch cock straight in the air. I leaned over and took the head of his cock in my mouth, and instantly knew I had waited. "Trouble is, he's a really nice guy. And, I have to admit that I like him. He's easy to talk to, and I find that I really like shootin' the shit with him. But, I like him the way one guy likes another guy..."So, tell me, Gabriella. What in the world am I supposed to do now? I mean, given that I'm still a guy up here in this head of mine, there's no way I'm cut out to be anybody's girlfriend. Oops, let me qualify that by saying that I'm not cut out to be any 'guy's' girlfriend..." The answer to.