Alex decided to take a nice warm shower that morning. Why not? Couldn't leave the world feeling dirty now could he? After his relaxing shower, Alex st...od in front of the bathroom mirror and wiped away the condensation formed by the heat from the hot water. His coffee brown eyes looked back at him. His jet black hair was longish.Too late to get a haircut, he thought to himself.He brushed his teeth and began to comb his hair. He would be ready once the world ended.After slipping into jeans and a. The second, well my mind brought me back to Karen and our last meeting. As much as I tried to tell myself she wasn’t worth the pain and effort my heart pleaded with my dark side to call her. I gave in to my desire and called Karen Tuesday at nine figuring even if she had night classes, she would be home.“Hello.”“Hello Karen, its Al.”There was a long pause for what seems like an hour listening to static before she responded.“I didn’t think you would call after what happened.”“I have been. She was stroking the undersides of my scrotum with her hand as I started to pump her, and I knew I was never going to last long as I was just so turned on by the whole affair. Sure enough, after about twenty or so frantic strokes I was shooting my load inside her. I continued to ride her for a minute or so, but the end of my knob was now super sensitive, and I just had to stop and withdraw from her, as I thought I might piss myself. She was quite critical of my poor performance, although she. I stood there for a moment with his goo just dripping down to the floor and he looked at my saturated face apologetic for messing up my cosmetics. I didn't mind getting my lipstick smudged or that my mascara was running from my tears of joy and spritzes of happy juice thinking ahead to the prospect of taking that thing from behind in the back end of my slit with his huge sacs bouncing on my clit.It was a vision soon a reality and I have to admit I was grunting just like one of those schoolgirls.