Grabbing his ass cheeks I squeeze hard. I pull him off the couch. Face down on the carpet. I sprawl on top of him whispering in his ear. “You are re...dy for this.” I spit in my palm and guide my cock up his tight ass. I move in and out of him with a smooth steady motion. He cries out writhing in pain beneath me. “Shhh, relax that tight little ass.” I soothe him. I work on his hole a few minutes and he loosens up. His smooth body sweaty, and grunting beneath me. "Let’s keep this between us. At least you could say you'd spoken to her, a step up from the pathetic men with one-sided crushes on girls they've never even spoken to. You could be considered friends even. The conversations you shared, sprinkled throughout the weeks as you waited together at the printer or by the cooler, were always the bright spot of the day, and she'd seemed to enjoy them too. But then again she was bright and bubbly, and seemed to enjoy everything. Her stunning face, framed by flaming red hair, looked. I had sold the family business and was going to work for the supermarket in the least responsible job they would give me after a lifetime of responsibility. 'What would you like to do first? Get some food and then deal with the 'homework' or the other way around' 'Let's do the work first then we can have a relaxing meal' was her reply.It took about an hour to plough through the question paper with a few references to the company manual that we had been given. 'Food time' I announced as we. She hooked his leash to his collar and they began to trot easily down the block. They had done this run before and moved in tandem very well. At the end of a couple of blocks they came to a wide street, and waited for traffic to ease so they could cross over. Here was a large field of several acres. She stopped at the sidewalk and watched Charley jump over the fence to run through this field.Here, he let loose completely, reverting to puppy, and ran as fast as he could in frantic, happy,.