I fidget with my hands, my insides having a war of conflict. He probably had enough to share, but Ive been clean for so long. Its alright, I remember ...eing like you&hellip,Ive been sixth months clean, I say softly, watching him finish packing up his clothes, leaving out some torn jeans and a white v-neck, slightly faded. He picks these up and walks to the bathroom, smiling sheepishly at me before closing the door to get dressed. I turn on my television, an older piece of technology, and put. "Are you sure these are yours?" I teased as I started from the bottom, slowly tracing the outline of her impeccable breasts, gently lifting and lightly kneading as I worked my way to the center. Taking a deep breath, I soaped over the light smattering of freckles that surround her areolas then pressed my palms against her pointy nipples."Mmm. That feels nice," Jordan said, arching her back to press harder against my palms.I moved my hands in a slow circular motion, barely touching the tips of. As usual I awoke with a raging hard on after the dream I expected to find dried cum all over the place as happened when I had wet dreams during the night but this morning it was missing, seeing Dick was still asleep I took care of my morning erection in the usual way hidden under the bedding shooting my load into my underpants. Later that day after breakfast we went for a walk to check out the talent and see a bit of Jersey before getting back on the beer again, at one stage I had a flash back. In the elevator she started to kiss me and her hand went straight on my jeans, no time wasted. By the time we arrived at her apartment I was stripped from my jeans she was touching my balls and slowly jerking my cock. We entered the apartment and now it’s my turn to discover that beautiful girl’s body. I unbuttoned her shirt, a B-cup yellow bra appears, we don’t stop kissing and licking each other. I take off the bra and lick and suck her tiny nipples her skin’s very soft. Without having.