Johnson. He kissed my cheek and said I love you too. He stroked my dick slowly and squeezed my balls for a while. He would pinch my nipples till they ...ere stiff and sore. After half an hour I felt my balls building up cum.I didn't want him to stop,but at the same time I wanted the feeling I got as I came. I started breathing quicker, he asked if I was ready. Yes I said, he wrapped my balls tight and slowed down some. When I started to stiffen up he stopped and squeezed the base of my dick. I know I can be rather overbearing and opinionated at times, but I think I can make you happy. We’re not kids anymore and I think we’re old enough to know what we want.”‘Beautiful, rich and sexy; what more was I looking for?’ I thought to myself. “Alright, let’s do it.”It only took a couple of hours to drive to my apartment, pack up my clothes, clean out the refrigerator, throw away most of the junk that I’d accumulated since my last move and drive back to her place. It had never occurred to me. It wasn't easy as my cum was thick and creamy and once I had begun to let it slide down my throat it took a while as every last drop seemed connected to the last.'Wonderful,' Mary said obviously delighted with my reaction. She then gave me a very passionate kiss on my lips and we embraced.The girls all jump around me excitedly as Mary turns up her music and we dance to some girl band. I'm in heaven. I'm alight, buzzing. I didn't want to ride a bike. I want to flirt, to be wined and dinned,. When he caught her up, Chloe was beaming. “Like a charm,” she said.“Just don’t do that too often,” Sam muttered.Chloe spat her gum out, producing a new stick immediately, which she popped into her mouth before saying, “What’s the matter? Getting nervous, lovergirl?”“Fuck’s sake,” Sam said.Unperturbed, Chloe said, “Might as well take the bus, eh?”“Why? Where are we going? Anyway, I don’t have my card with me. Or money for that matter.” Sam was cursing himself. He should have thought of that. No.