Who was dressed nicely and chatting with a pretty young lady with a beautiful figure, both of them drinking wine as they talked. He glanced around the...room as they chatted, and I saw his eyes land on me. He stopped talking for a moment, then pointed me out to his companion, who smiled and nodded at the man, as if in response to a question. Then she left their conversation, with another glance in my direction, and he walked over to me and introduced himself as Warren. I told him my name was. . Please, don’t tempt me; I don’t want to drive you away again.” She continued kissing him and then laid on top of him and he put his arm around her. “So you’ll stay right?” “I can’t promise that Trist” Tristan got up from the couch and ran his hands through his hair again. She was surprised in his reaction. As he paced he leaned his arm beside his window and looked outside thinking for a few seconds, he wanted to say what was on his mind without scarring her. “Why not? I’m promising to treat. She offered me her hand and as I took it I could still feel the electric buzz of her touch no matter where it fell on my body. I stood and we moved to the center of her living room and hugged up close together. She skillfully maneuvered my rod until it rested at a downward angle against her nether crease and held it there with her movements and her thighs. She used her hands to caress my buttocks and back, placing a few long fingernail scratches along my spine and sides. I had to fight to keep. Pinned against the counter as I was, I could only continue to brace myself against his rapid pounding of my pussy as I came.But even as the next wave of my orgasm shook me, I realized I need to stop him before he came in me. I was not ready for this. I had not even decided that I wanted to allow Stephen to enter me this way. And I had not prepared myself with my diaphragm. I was not on the pill, and certainly did not want to allow this young man to fuck me unprotected. I did not want to risk.