"I was worried." John's face relaxed when he saw me."I was just out on the beach." I stood close and looked deeply into his eyes. "I'm so sorry, John.... You don't need to apologize anymore," he said as he reached around me. "It's in the past now." He pulled me close and kissed me on my forehead."I realize now that I made assumptions I shouldn't have. I never talked to you or Jules about what I was thinking." Yes, but she and I made our own assumptions as well. To be honest, I could tell you felt. We had started talking 4 months prior but this was our first meeting.I made a booking at a well-known restaurant in central London, I put on my best suit and made my way there, I got there 8pm and got seated, my date had texted me and said she was running late so I sat there looking over the menu, 10 mins had past and I thought I was stood up, was just about to leave when in she walks a 5’6 slightly chubby, wearing tight jeans and a khaki long shirt, with peep toe heels that showed of her. I tried *really* hard to fuck you on your eighteenth birthday. I wanted to take your cherry so much. But your Mom stopped me. Last night was the first time she's let me inside her in a while. I made her make up for the fact that she got in the way of me taking *this*," she leaned forward and wrapped her hand around my cock, "inside me." You wanna fuck your Aunt Jenny, don't you Ryan?" God, yes!" I bet you'd like to fuck your Mom too?" Yes, I want to fuck her..." You want to feel Mommy's pussy. It was hard to place her expression, though there was the faintest hint of a smile on her face. The sun was just raising and her hair almost looked red in the morning light. Our legs were still tangled together and our hands were barely touching. We’d just spent most of the night on a rather uncomfortable couch, but it was a remarkably pleasant way to wake up. ‘This couch is turning into my favorite place. Did you sleep okay’ I said as I lost my fight with a morning yawn. She just nodded and.