I have been known to be nice every now and then. I love it when youre nice. Of course, there was that mouth. God, that sweet mouth. I kissed it tender...y until finally, Lindsay curled into my arms like she belonged there. She did. It was her rightful place in life. As it got deeper into the early morning hours and both of us became quite groggy and tired, our conversation slowed and eventually dwindled away. Still, I fought the urge to sleep, wanting to savor every moment of having Lindsay. I watch until you cum, body tense, thighs tight against his head. He kisses his way up your stomach and breasts to kiss gently at your lips, his face wet with your juices. He leans in to kiss me too, then roles off you to lay next to you. We breathe and glow.After recovering a bit, I disappear into the bathroom. When I return, you and he are making out, hands playing along each others bodies. I lean against the wall and watch, as he hardens from your light touches; you moan as his fingers slip. Why was she dressed like that and sitting in a train station alone on a rainy and wet night? He hoped he would find out. His cock was straining in his pants. He needed her to love him. He wanted to hold her and feel love from her.He was a nice guy who had a big heart. He mostly slept with prostitutes because he didn’t need to talk with them. He just gave them their money and they would give him a good time. Gary was quite endowed and liked to fuck. He liked all kinds of women.He just hadn’t. I had this strange happiness and a small tent over my jeans. She asked me to sit on the sofa and sat near me. She enquired about my life and college and casually placed her hands over my thighs. I was taken back and my heart started pounding fast. She was talking for 5 mins and then started moving her hands up and down. After sometime with her little finger she pushed my dick. It was the first touch of any lady on my dick and it sent shivers down my body. She kept pressing the dick. Also she.