Lana: Bujji due to lot of stretching my neck is paining a little. Can you press me here?She told me to press her neck pointing it. As you all know I d...n’t need anything else than touching her somewhere, some way: P.There were no questions of what and why from my side. I just started rubbing and pressing her neck slowly and smoothly, so that it tickles her. Relaxation, fun and music get you into mood very fast.She was just moving her neck to allow me to massage her where ever she needs. I. Ain't that just too bad. Mebbe you'll sleep better when you stop goofin' off, pretendin' you gotta sore arm." Gilson laughed raucously at his own wit, echoed dutifully by several of his buddies. "You'll hafta move faster'n you've done so far, Chubby. Else, you'll get left behind, when and if this chickenshit outfit of Stan's ever makes up its mind to get the lead outa its ass." All right, Gilson. Lay off the kid, will ya?" Mike's voice wasn't loud, but something in his tone made Gilson. I’m pouring my drink and looking for the orange juice when someone comes up behind me and taps me on the shoulder. I turn around to see a gorgeous man. Tall, styled dirty-blonde hair, gray eyes, built of lean muscle a bit like Ethan, only more pronounced. His eyes had a bit of an effect on me and I got mesmerized for a second before I noticed his full lips starting to move and I snapped myself back to reality. “Can I help you find something?” he spoke, his voice was deep and. I can’tcatch my breath; I am so shocked at the pain of hiserection impaling me over and over again. Finally hepulls out of me and I feel the warmth of his orgasm ashis ejaculate spurts out onto my back and ass.I sink to my knees, no longer caring if he sees me asweak. I am weak at this point. I’ve never felt weaker.My chin is tucked into my chest, my hands cover my faceand I sob as silently as I can. His hand seizes myhair, so tightly that I realize he must have wrapped itaround his.