He was desperate to find someone with whom his desires and needs were compatible. I wrote back to him, asking for a photo. He was gorgeous—tall, lea..., with reddish-brown hair that looked like he'd just rolled out of bed. Green eyes and a gorgeous smile completed the picture. I immediately wrote back, asking if he'd like to meet for dinner. He agreed, we made plans, and I crosed my fingers that he was as amazing in person as he was on paper.Turns out, he was. Sweet, gentlemanly and funny, he had. The following day I returned home, slightly worse the wear and when I went upstairs to go to the toilet I could hear the boy's ensconced in Josh's bedroom, giggling. I listened at the door for a moment and 'Look at the tit's on that, are they real?' I was shocked to hear this, I knew that they were watching the stuff I had masturbated over yesterday. Flustered I went downstairs and relaxed in a soft armchair and watched TV. There didn't seem to be anything of interestand I found myself. I push up on my arms a bit and as I do she starts thrusting her hips. She was fucking me, fucking my cock hard. Moaning, “Yes, yes, yessssssssssss!” loudly.As she does her pussy clamps down on my cock, and my cock starts to swell. Her eyes snap open and she shudders, “FUCK!” she screams. I feel her orgasm contract as my cum starts to burn the inside of her pussy.We’re both panting, she kisses me over and over. “That was great, we are so fucking again.” She says, “Your cock feels so good, you. After a night of heavy drinking with my mates, I woke up on the sofa in their sitting room with a rock hard cock and no-one else around. About 10 minutes later my mate and his dad came down telling me they were off to town and said they would be a few hours, I said in reply that I would be here still as I wanted to avoid the clearing up at my place. The dad quickly went back upstairs to get his wallet coming back down a minute later ‘I’ve told Jess you're sticking around for a bit and she said.