Bob, however, had to endure the full three-month camp.During my three-week spell, Bob and I became rather good buddies. We shared the same music taste...and both loved art.Upon my departure, we swapped telephone numbers, promising to get in touch once Bob had finished his army camp.I was delighted four months later when I got a call from Bob. Consequently, I invited him to lunch at my home.I was very interested to see what my boyfriend would make of him. I was sure that Peter, my lover, would be. As I bring my nose close to her right pit, I smell the familiar scent of woman-sex and know that she's preparing to be mounted. I start licking the soft hair, taking all of her girl-sex into me, which of course arouses me further. The scent is strong and powerful as if to grip me mercilessly, and the taste is overwhelming. It's all I can do to keep from humping her right there.As I move to the left armpit, viewing her tall slender body and small tits, I continue to be aroused even more. . .. too goodHim: I also love to see squirtMe: Sometimes you swallow? I don'tHim: I did onceHim: Without expecting itMe: Lol :better be careful, especially when it's a strangerMe: I do not have any regular partner, I frequent a small wood near my homeMe: So no question of swallowingHim: OkHim: Oh actually I did not swallow, I spatMe: Yes, it's betterHim: YesMe: You watch videos on the internet?Him: YesMe: me too, when I want to shoot a load, I put a gay video, it works every timeHim: yesMe: What. It instinctively knew there would be wonderful things to come, once she opened up to them – delicious treats and ecstatic marvels. She ran a hand over her slick, soaked belly, finding her slightly swollen lips and the little knob at their top. She rubbed it softly.Then there was a knock on her door."Supper, ma'am, just a little bite." It was the butler's voice. She sighed. Good old John."Thank you, John," she said, hearing how the bathroom added echo to her voice.She waited till he was gone and.