Still somewhat drunk, he looked at me and mustered up a sentence;"Honestly mate, it's not what it looks like." To which I replied,"Oh please, I heard ...ou moaning when I went for a piss!" I'm really, really sorry!" Hey, don't be sorry. With a cock like that, I'd crack one off whenever I could."The look on his face was one of confusion and slight arousal. I walked over to him and pulled back the duvet, showing his slightly erect penis. I looked up at him and asked, "May I ?" He nodded and I. The guy made one stipulation. He wanted to meet before we made plans for me to plow his lady. We decided that I should come to their place. It was in some small ass country town. There were few street lights and most of the homes didn't even have porch lights on. I was nervous as fuck, but when I got to the address he sent. He met me at my car which freaked me out. He was much taller in person than he looked in the video, plus he was solid built. Smoking a cigarette and wearing a fucking cowboy. OH MY! Before I could say a word he had his tongue deep down my throat, kissing me more passionately than he has in months! As he fucked my throat with his tongue, thoughts were running through my head like “Why is he still dressed?” “Why is he not deep inside me fucking me to oblivion?” I want to rip his fucking clothes from his body and mount his cock and fuck his brains out! But, I was never that kind of girl, never the one to assume control. Fear of the consequences for asserting myself. ..like, maybeit'd be kinda neat seeing just how nice you are out of uniform on the sly.Er, look, the team doesn't have to know about this, okay? Last thing I wantis for the guys to start hitting on you." "You don't have to worry about that, Vincent!" s/he fondly asserted,bubbly as a kid as s/he cranked her legs under her just like girls do on sofas. Even sissies don't do that. "Yea, in fact, just in case we better ease off being buddies out front sono one gets any more funny ideas.