‘About David?’ Monica broke away from Vicky and turned to Sean. ‘David is a… friend. We’ve been kind of seeing each other.’ ‘Kind of s...eing each other? Does that mean you share sandwiches or something more intimate?’ Sean asked. ‘Ummmmm, the sandwiches one. Not that I’d mind more intimate, but he’s kind of sweet and kind of a mama’s boy. He’s only twenty-two and young for his age. I like him. He’s an artist. Sort of.’ ‘What does ‘sort of’ mean?’ ‘It means he has a Bachelors of Fine Arts,. We kept this up for the next few days before he went farther and undid a few buttons on my blouse and slipped his hand inside. At first, I was kind of nervous, but when he slipped his fingers inside my bra and played with my nipples, it just felt so good! Remember that. I really get off on having my tits and nipples played with!’“No problem,” I said. “Tits and nipples are my specialty!” I whispered hoarsely. By now I had a cast iron boner that felt like it could drive nails!“Well, the next day. The man seemed insatiable. He told her the more a man fucked, the more he could fuck. If he didn't put it in something pretty often, his sex drive went into neutral. He never expected his drive to be in anything but overdrive and his cock was never to be very far from pussy. It sure never seemed to be very far from Susan's pussy. To her dismay she found by the first weekend that her body was looking forward to the fucks when she knew one was soon coming. Her cunt was now always fully wet when. My pussy was wet with the thrill.He seemed perplexed at first but then realised what I was looking at. Then it was as if his cock got the same message and responded with a pulse. My heart jumped because I knew I was having an effect on this man who was at least in his forties. Well dressed and probably from a downtown office on his lunch time. I would glanced down at his bulge and leave my eyes there if he looked at me. Sometimes running my tongue over my lips as if I had no control over what I.