She started pressing my cock and took it in her hand and stared stroking while I was pressing her both her big boobs. Since there was no light, I gent...y kissed her lips and asked if we can have sex. She said that she will have sex with me after marriage.After the movie, I dropped her to her office and returned to my office. In the evening, she told that she cannot speak to me every day as her fiancée is dropping her and picking her up every day. She asked me send message before calling, every. I would watch them walk,and my eyes would linger on their tight buns. I would look awayguiltily, finding a cute girl to look at, and my eyes would wander tothe hem of her dress, looking at the way it draped on her, admiring hershoes, wondering how they would look on me. What was wrong with me? Mymind was a bundle of guilty, humiliating, and darkly erotic thoughts.I had the day off from work, and when I got home, I had a message fromStacy. I called her and we talked a long time. I told her. ”Uhhn… Ahh… Uhh. Urrrnnnn. Mmm…” He started pumping her harder, deeper, faster. ”Sir – oh Sir – your cock – is – enormous – Jesus, what is this feeling – AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHRGGGGHHH!! OH MY GOOOOOOOOD!! I THINK I’M CUUUUUUUUMMMMING!!! AAAAH! OHH! UUUHNN!! UH – UH – UH – SIRRRRRR!!”He was about to cum too. He twisted her rosary around his hand, and gasped, ”Dommi, baby, little – ah – DOMMI, I’M GONNA CUM BABY… UHHHH – OHHHHHH YEAAAH!”They lay twisted together for a few minutes,. 'I want you to fuck my throat John! I want your cock!''That would be nice' I said as I stood up, kicked off my trainers, and dropped my jogging bottoms and boxer shorts to the ground. It felt strange with just my t-shirt on, so I peeled that over my shoulders too.I stood naked in front of Peter, my very hard cock pointing away at 45 degrees, throbbing as the blood coursed through the veins.Peter remained on the sofa, but turned and positioned himself with his legs up the back of it, with his.