She kissed down his cock and sucked on his sack, in the meantime jacking him off. “Do you like that?” she asked. “Do you like what I do to you?�...�“Fuck,” he moaned. “Yes.”He pulled away without warning. She was confused. He took her hand and pulled her up to her feet, kissing her again. “I'm close to cumming and I'm not ready to,” he told her.She smiled. She was going mad with desire, though. His cock was pressing into her stomach, and she wanted it inside her more than anything.He laid her down. With her journal open and a pen in hand she begins to write her imaginative thoughts on paper. While taking a walk that day her mind floated to this building with a flapping flag post way up on the roof, and thought of how nice it would be to make love up there... Her mind working overtime with such desires, she begins to write her tale of two lovers enjoying an afternoon love session in his apartment.She comes home to find him in the door way dangling handcuffs and a blind fold in his hands. Me babhi ka clit ka sath khal raha tha tabi babhi na mera dono hathno ko apna chuhiyano par rakh kar boli mera raja ena be dabao.tordi dar bad babhi ki halta buri ho gayi babhi machal rahi thi babhi mera sir ko apni choot par daba rahi thi babhi boli mera raja mera upar aa jao ab ruka nahi jata or babhi na muja apna upar kich liya orbabhi na apni tanga or khul di mera lund babhi ki choot par ragard raha tha or babhi machal me apna lund babhi ka clit pr ragard raha tha tabi babhi na mera lund. As he undressed, I was toying with the idea of seeing him naked, but when he was down to just his underpants Dave gathered his discarded clothing and left, excusing himself. I had noticed his bulge, though, and felt quite excited by the sight and by the present circumstances. After much thinking about it, I was again close to another man in a very intimate situation: the more I thought about it, the faster the swelling was in my own shorts.I remained sitting on my bench, engrossed in sexy.