It all starts, very nice kissing, his hands on my body and my course on his penis.We did not wait much and I am already without a garbage He is betwee... my legs and I'm helpless, and I'm waiting for a defense to wait for his penis to penetrate my dull swollen hole. And his kisses are coming to me, and I've all been fed up with the driver of the kilo that I see for the first time. His defense is strong and the big penis is already in my mouth and slowly starts to enter, my feelings are mixed and. We were pretty comfortable with each other, as friends were, and often spoke about sex and things.We were having a quiet night together in the bar. We were alone and we drank. There were a few others s**ttered about the bar but it was pretty quiet this evening.As we talked and drank we began speaking about our sex lives."When was the last time you got laid?" she asked me."It's hard to remember" I said, "I think it was way back when Joan Rivers still had most of her original looks" I joked.She. "And you get off on that?" still sounding confused."Well, yeah. You have things that turn you on. Right?" Yeah. Okay." Still unconvinced.Where do sexual fantasies come from? A lot of places I'm sure, and as far as I'm concerned I don't care where the fuck they come from. They're just my fantasies.Tori thinks too much.But that's just my opinion.I have no idea why I get wet when I imagine some man or woman watching me do myself. All I know is that it feels GOOD when I think about it.And it feels. Martin was a few inches taller than my own five foot nine so his growing bulge pushed into my lower belly just above my own crotch. I felt the stirring of my own cock and drew him closer with the pleasure. I hoped I could handle that hefty bulge when the time came bur for now, he was in no hurry to move away from the door. His hands roamed over my back and ass, never removing his lips and tongue away from my mouth. I stood in his strong arms and told myself I would let him do anything he.