Two days later, he called and I had a good time talking to him. We talked casually, but after a couple of weeks, we would talk regularly on the phone ...hile exchanging emails in-between the calls, I found him so sweet, He greets me in the morning and wishes me a good night before going to sleep. A month later, he asked me to meet him up to have some sushi, he was a such a gentle man, the night was over, and he brought me to my house, I was so happy and I found him different from other guys.. It's like I was in his dream and living his fantasy. I did not resist but did assist. Damn, I loved the dimples above his ass cheeks--those diacritical marks that are accents I find fucking erotic He had peach-fuzz ass cheeks with dark curls of hair in his ass. My cock was like a massive NASA rocket pointing skyward toward the heavens; my ball sack resting on the edge of the sofa cushion. He knelt in front of me and my dick vanished inside his hot wet mouth. I appreciated the care he took not. He slipped his hands along her body searching for his sexual quest, thinking only of the moment he would take her like the beasts that had claimed the maidens. Every move was arousing beyond the expected. He pushed her body up. His penis went into her long and narrow. His breathing hastened with each blow that brought about more vigor and lust. He made her dance circles around his penis. He took her violently, panting and twisting until his body contracted from his orgasms. While the Angel of. .. when your awake.’‘OMG! Tell me then; ... please mom!’Softly I said, ‘ Well ... I might show you show you later one evening Jess.”‘ Oh Mom don’t hold out on me I want to know now!’“Oh you do! do you young lady! Well I’ll tell you what Jez Windsor, rushing into sex when your inexperienced is dangerous! And I know you’ve been up to stuff with Dan again; and Jessica, please don’t deny it!”“Oh... , I should know I can’t hide things from you mom.But If I could make my own wet dreams, I won’t be.