She is of the generation, some year in the 70ies which doesn't dare to speak unasked for at an unknown gentleman.Writing this, is the third time I cry...in ten minutes. Firstly the music. Secondly as result at a flash of million memories.Thirdly from this romantic short erotic encounter, like from a famous novel which won world wide amazing attention."Sir, You do look like Frits van der Ploeg! Did you perhaps live here for some years, much more many years back?" Well by Jove, I am indeed!". I could make them explode instantly if I chose.Mike fell back onto the carpet and smiled up at me. Mike was a man easily above average intelligence, but when he fell into thought you could see it, and now as his eyes ran across my body I nearly hear the wheels of his mind humming. It didn't take much of a leap of imagination to guess what was in that head of his.I excused myself to the bathroom to clean up. When I re-emerged I apologized out of tonight's date, telling him I needed to run some. Soon the entire head was slippery with her saliva. He was getting closer and closer to ejaculating his seed all over her . . . but he wanted the first load to be inside her mouth. You are doing GREAT! We are just about out of time for now, but before we stop .. . I want you to form your lips like you were saying the letter O making sure to cover your teeth for me. Go ahead and give it a try. Haley slipped her tongue back into her mouth and tilted her head slightly showing him the shape of her. You look down and say ‘Oh god, never saw this much precome’ and you lean down and slowly lick it off. I about explode there but you keep slowly pumping. As you do, you look at me and say ‘Do you want to come, you just have to ask.’ as you go faster and faster. You see it hits me like a ton of bricks as my body is begging for release but then your comment reminds me of the bet. You look me in the eye and say ‘Just ask me to make you come, you’ll love it so much.’ I moan loudly as you torment me.