He’s also beautiful. At six-two, he towers over my five-foot-five frame. Where I’m all curves from head to toe, Matt is nothing but angles and pla...es and solid muscle. He makes me feel so cherished and protected. But just once I would like for him to not be so careful. To not be so nice and sweet in everything we do. I would love for him to pick me up and just take me. Pound himself into me like he can’t live without me. I’d love for him to tie me up and make me beg. Just once. But Matt would. Their apartment was modest, a couple of bedrooms, and an open spaceshared by the kitchen to one side with their living room and a makeshiftdinning room on the other side. The furnishings were sparse and modernin design; they coordinated well with the artwork decorating the walls,lithographs of bold, soaring cityscapes. The one sculpture they ownedresembled three grey metal towers, with rough, stucco like, texturedexteriors, which rose vertically over a circular, metallic pedestal. Thewalls were. It was nice getting all that warm cum in my mouth and I best like having boys I have never met before fuck my mouth! That seemed to turn me on the most and I even sucked a few black cocks at the park as well.Everybody always wanted to fuck me too but I allowed only a few of them to do that. I ws afraid of getting pregnant and even though they tried hard to get me to do it, I didn't in most cases but did in a few. I've found it lots of fun, but the feeling of a boys cumming in my mouth is the. One day, Anne and Carole were at work and I was home alone, horny as hell. A thought occurred to me, and with my cock absolutely rock hard, I went into Carole's bedroom and went through her laundry basket looking for her dirty underwear. It was all there - little black panties and thongs, all with the sweet smell of Carole's cunt on them, and her lacy bras (34B, if you're wondering)... judging by her underwear Carole was one sexy little bitch. I wrapped a pair of sexy panties around my erection.