Was that a compliment? I raise my head and smell the air. I listen to his breathing. I see him, his shape, his aura, his soul. He is sweet and strong ...ith the body of a dancer. He is so unlike any other man I have ever met, but he thinks that I'm just a child. Oh how I wish I could let him know that in this body is a woman who longs for him. “It's ok if you don't want to.” “Ok.” I say softly. My voice sounds weak. I'm weak. “Great! Just come over here and I'll help you up onto. Someone got her a chardonnay, and Happy Hour had started with bar food being brought out. JC loosened up a bit and was having a funny conversation with a guy from Fayetteville. He was a very well-built man that everyone was calling Lem. He was retired Army and he looked like he never retired with his bald head and muscular arms, and lean waist.Lem appeared to be very interested in what JC does at the hospital and he knows Reuben from back in the days in the Army together. “Reuben never said. I kept licking until the stain was gone, swallowing the mix of saliva and her dried juices. Meanwhile, I wasn't even hard, but I was so turned on I came anyways spilling a teaspoon of built up cum into my hand and onto the panties. I don't know if you've ever cum while soft before, but it kind of hurts! Not wanting to get caught, or kicked out, I chose then and there to dispose of the evidence, licking up my own semen off my hand and her panties. I then put the two back in the bag (after. “Mmm, bet you got a hard cock and a wet pussy, don't you?” she asked.I nodded then gasped as she lifted me up by the hair. I groaned, catching a glimpse of Ji-Min scooping up the cum that adorned her face before I was turned and thrust at the card table. My pussy clenched, a rush of heat surging through me as I was bent over it.I could feel playing cards sticking to my tits, my nipples rubbing into the felt. I shuddered, my futa-dick throbbing. I could feel my twat on display. Azra's short,.