His eyes were able to see her silhouette, when they were open, her hair brushing his leg as he pushed into her mouth, deeper if he could, controlled b... her hand and force of her glide. ‘J’s’ hourglass figure was delicious from above her. Good shoulders, a strong back with definition, wonderful ass and hips, legs spread to give her balance in this amazing position, but his mind kept dipping to think of her pussy, to kiss her there, to touch her there, to take her. God, her mouth was wonderful,. I positioned myself between Nel’s legs with my chin pointing at her belly button. She turned her back and removed her shirt and got back on the sofa with her hands over her tits. When I started to kiss her tummy she jumped enough that her hands came down to try to grab my hair. I got an amazing view of her tits.“Fuck, Mike!” she practically shrieked.“Are you OK?” I asked.“Well, yeah, but slow it down a little, please.”This time, I dragged the tip of my nose against her tummy and rubbed it side. ‘Why does morning look so good on douchebags?’ I thought, bitterly. Out of nowhere, David held his cup close to my face, and the bitter smell made me nauseous. Just as I felt bile reaching the back of my throat, he drew it back and chuckled. ‘Morning sunshine,’ he stuck out a hand to help me to my feet, but just as I reached for it, pulled away. ‘Asshole.’ For a guy so much older than me, he really had a habit of behaving like a schoolboy. From the time I’d first encountered David, I couldn’t. Unlike Sergei he lasted longer and didn't come until I shoved a long fingernail up his ass like my father liked. Then he came explosively, lifting his ass way off the seat and kicking so hard he he got an inquiry from the driver on the other side of the glass if everything was alright. My parents weren't happy that I was leaving home at 16 to go to a place they knew little about. It didn't matter as I packed my bag and three days later a driver and a large man came to pick me up in a black car..