“Can I see you this month then? I’ve really missed our meet ups” Sharon said with a cheeky giggle, it was true she had missed Harry. Pete was go...d in bed but she had longed to have Harry’s big cock in her again on some nights with Pete, she had even imagined it was Harry not him with her on a few occasions.“Sure we can meet up again, to be honest I have missed seeing you too” Harry said, inside bubbling at the prospect of seeing his young lover again for the first time in months “I will call. I have a high sex drive and thrive on sexual excitement, be it dressing and undressing to please my man and our guests, flaunting my naked body to turn on people I have just met, the visual turn on of other naked bodies, the foreplay (or lack of it), to receiving and giving pleasure, not to mention verbal interaction.“Is the thought of me blowing a man who is ‘hung like a horse’ while you watch exciting for you baby?, I ask my man.“You know it is.”“What shall we wear baby?,” I ask my man. Are you scared about it, Marsh?--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Saturday, May 24th (late morning)Hi, Lisa,NOOOO! Don't tell your Mom it's a date! Geez, Lis!It's not really anyway, just say it is going to a movie but there will beboys there is all. I mean everyone is paying, right? So that isn't adate, OK?I think Amanda could come, I guess. I don't know that many boys aroundhere. He is coming my way and opens the door for me. “Hello Cindy!” he says and reaches for my hand, to help me get out of the car. As I step out, he closes the car door and gives me a nice hug. Now, that makes me feel much better. Just like old friends. “And, how do you feel?” he asks, while we walk to the hut door. “Do you really want to know?” I ask. “Only if you want to tell me,” he answers with a nice smile. “Slut!” is all I can think of to say. “No! No my dear. You are not a slut. Please get.