She looked at me as she did so, smiling nervously as if for approval before handing the platter to me for placement on the tray.I had to admit that I ...as impressed at her intuitive understanding of what I wanted for breakfast. The girl got it right down to the last detail, including my love of papaya juice as a beverage. How many knew that about me? I was even more pleased when she didn't hesitate to sit next to me at the table."Will Master need some relief before he eats?" the swarthy babe. Cum looks so icky, even tho we use condoms once it burst and it was disgusting.The old man in his 60s who lives next door was always chatty with me but once a pipe burst an i had no money at all, he agreed to get it sorted for me but said i owe him one and winked at me. It cost a lot to get fixed so i was very grateful.a few months later whilst on the way home from the pub i think due to his drunken appearance he whispered to me over the fence that i should take some pictues for him and he will. I looked down at my pass and as I was doing that I ran smack dab into who the girls had been talking about. I was dumbfounded as I tried to find the words to talk to him. "Andy Samberg." "Hi nice to meet you." "No it's nice to meet you." I held out my hand and he shook it. I was shaking nervously and I'm pretty sure he could sense it. "Hey I don't mean to sound rude but I am really worn out." "Oh I get it you want to be left alone." I turned to walk away. "No I was just gonna ask if you want to. We lay together panting and silent. When my dick softened enough, I pulled out and pissed all over her crotch. She squealed again and then started laughing like crazy, thrilled that her teasing had paid off like she wanted it to. I knew this was going to be a great month!It sure was. Even though she had a boyfriend that she went out with on weekends, we fucked every day at least once. When either one of us instigated a coupling, we’d refer to “going to the barn” in honor of our first place.Even.