But i don't. i'm distracted, not really there.she is spreading my legs and putting her weight on my thighs. it's all hard cock now. licking the tip, l...cking it up and down. licking my hairy ball sack. i reach down and grab one of her flappy tiny tits and rub her nipples. looking for a reaction. i can't stay hard. i'm so turned on looking at my flaccid dick in her mouth. it feel so much better, at least i think so. she easily swallows the whole thing. her mouth feels so hot and wet. she says she. "As usual, I did as I was told while Sophia stood pensively, slowly chewing on a nail. When I was done she said, "I'd like you to not come here anymore. You've done nothing wrong, on the contrary, I rather like you. Which is the problem."I looked at her quizzically, so Sophia continued. "You're a guy I could fall in love with very easily. I can't allow that to happen since we would have no future. It's better we stopped now."I grasped quickly what was going on. "Sophia," I said, "We. And luv to feel his bulkyweight on me and get pressed by his hardness of sexymanhood and i luv to make him sweat in sex with me.and kuv to get wet with it., and lick that dew dropsweat formed in his armpits and asspits.and i wud luv to feel him from top i.e from his sexyhair on his head to his hunky sexy looking face,smooch it aLL over. and smell the sexy sweat flowingin his neck and caress i all over his chest whichstands erect with 2 sexy niips hard, and then slidingto his six pack stomach. “Uhm, yeah,” I lied, and added, “sorry” because I was a shitty liar.Cat, ever the good soul, didn’t hold it against me but just kept going with her string of good advice. I caught something about going out more, and vacations, and getting in touch with old friends, and volunteering.But really, I got stuck on something about ‘Casey, are you listening?’. The door was closed and locked. I had checked twice.The windows were shut, the curtains pulled closed against the twilight outside. The only.