I am completely nude, there's a bit of wetness between my thighs, and the guy next to me has no clothes on.And I remember that I told him that I loved...him.Worse than that, he told me that he loved me. No threats from me. He was stone cold sober. And wasn't trying to get in my pants, not unless he was the most subtle, crafty bastard on the planet. He told me he loved me.It's time to find out something. I roll onto my side, scooting up to spoon his body with mine and I put my arm around him.. As she left I realized that the silly girl forgot to put on her panties, I tried to call out after her but for some reason my voice wouldn’t work so I thought I would just take them up with me although getting a good sniff seemed like a good idea, Mmm I immediately got a rush from the musky aroma and even gave the gusset a sneaky lick, Mmm.I slipped on my shorts and hid her knickers inside my tee shirt which I carried up to my room feeling glad that I didn’t meet anyone on route as my boner. Throughout the process I moan and groan, purrs of pure horny delight. A whispered word of satisfaction, a guttural groan of pleasure. My vocals becoming louder. More stroking of my cock, the head getting more and more sensitive to the touch. My free hand is massaging my balls, still loose in their pouch: zealously up the spunk, teasing it out. My ‘fucking’ is getting more rhythmic. Hips jerking, groin thrusting. My hand a steady, fast, movement over the shaft, up and down, my index finger. ’ Well, figure out what your thinking. Make a fucking solid and irreversible decision will you, please.”She paused and added in an abrupt tone, “I heard another saying at work that sort of fits here too: ‘Lead, follow, or get out of the way.’ Well, you weren’t leading or following any of the advice you got, so get out of the fucking way and let what happens happen, and then see how you feel. Remember, we all need to know your decision before the sun comes up.” Darlene turned and walked away,.