I met him in London last week .his name was mike.So let start… It all started a few weekends ago when I (mike) had been incredibly horny and my girl...riend was out of town. She wasn’t expected to be back for another two days and I needed some relief. She always wore really sexy panties and I loved the way they felt when she would grind up against my bare cock during foreplay.Being as horny as I was I went to the dirty clothes hamper and found the pair of panties she was wearing the last night we. My cock now stood at full attention almost 9 inches long. She slurped and licked at my cock while she moaned and told me how much she missed me and my length. She pulled my balls out of my shorts and started to suck and lick at them while she used both of her hands to stroke my thick rod.I moaned and told her not to stop as the smell of sweat and passion began to fill the elevator. We were at about floor twenty-something when the elevator stopped to pick someone up. We didn’t know what to do. I’d filled the bowl with lube for a more elegant effect. He ladled a generous amount of lube directly onto my swollen glans. I worked it in and over my sex and kept stroking my shaft for several minutes. One hand stroked, the other pulled and squeezed my balls.Another nod brought Blaise over again. This time I looked up and let him slide Long John into my mouth, through my throat and into my chest. He pushed and pulled it slowly at first, allowing a full view of the bulge moving up and down in. But I never touch her breasts. One day she came to my house. At that time nobody is there in my house. I touched her breasts.Then she cried a lot. At that time I kept my hand on her dress. A hard nipple was touched to my finger. I felt very happy but she won’t. Later she went to her home. After a week I called her she talked normally. Then we talk a bit deeper about sex. I asked her to do sex. But she refused. Then onward she came to my home regularly for every 15 days. Then I press her breasts.