I held on to his arm and cooed at the sense of fullness.I gasped as he shifted his hips forward ever so slightly, pushing himself just a fraction of a... inch deeper inside me. How I loved it when he did that. He then began methodically and slowly pistoning his shaft in and out of me, rubbing that magical spot that sent electricity through my whole body. I held on to his arm for support as I gave in to the pleasure that was building both inside of me and in my member, which grant still skillfully. .that...does. I feel like you're really my boyfriend when we do that. I want to do things you like. When can we do that again? Your Candy (I will let you lick me) Dear Jeremy -- I was beginning to despair of ever hearing from you again Lauren told me it was over, I would probably never see you again and if I did, you would avoid me so you wouldn't have to talk to me or admit you even knew me. I cried myself to sleep last night thinking that was true. I realized I don't even know. Stevens?! What are...”Before he could finish his sentence, Mrs. Stevens reached out and pulled Kyle down towards her and locked her arms around his neck in a big hug. At 6’2, Kyle was some eight inches taller than her.Locked in an embrace, Kyle looked over to find the couple and the check-in clerk looking at the two of them, smiling. He smiled back and gave them a little wave as Lisa Stevens continued her big hug.Finally, she pulled away, leaving her hands on his arms, “God! How long has it. A couple weeks later, we had sex in my living room. He hated when I rode him because he knew it'd make him cum fast--I never listened. So, I got on top of him, kissed from his lips, to his neck, down to his chest and placed my hands where my lips left. I always started out slow, but this time I couldn't help but to twerk on him and ride him as fast as I could. He grabbed my love-handles, covered in stretch marks, along with my nipple in his right hand and muttered "m*mmy" underneath his breath.