Yes, walking! I told myself to concentrate on that. I was with Mom, drinking wine. Somehow, I’d ended up here. Focus. Where was here? Walking. Stair.... Discarded clothing, bare skin, shouts in the lamplight. Jesus, we really did have sex. Kisses and hands on my bare hips.Eyes.Eyes looking up at me, smoldering with lust, from beneath that blonde, frizzy hair. Eyes that moved. Because her face, her whole head was moving. Bobbing. Back and forth. Because her mouth was around my dick. Because she. Now, albeit trite and naievly romantic in quality for a post such as this, I can describe Julia's and my realtionships as virgin love, a head over heels infatuation that drowned our practical minds in the depths of eachothers eyes and gazes. Who were we to know love? Who am I still today to dare call it that?The bulk action of my first sexual encounter with my fine fair beauty came at school one morning during our shared first period health class. As routine, I early that day as always to the. It would make life much more comfortable, especially in the winter.We ended in a small interview room. “I’m afraid we can’t give you a dedicated space, Rick. But this, or another opposite, will be available for you. If there are any, um, props you need? We can probably find storage space if your locker isn’t big enough.”“Oh, I’ve never had a dedicated space. I might bring in a bowl of pebbles, that sort of thing. I’ll want a supply of tissues.”“Tissues we have. Just ask Ms Harrison.” She saw. He said "iight cuz I appreciate the ride let me go done here and deal with this crazy ass girl", i said i know how they are bruh handle that, when he left i jacked off like 3 times straight, his cologne filled the bathroom its like he was still there i was hoping he didn't flush the toilet but he did.Heating up: later that week i was on xhamster looking at a gay porn video, he knocked on my door and asked if he could use my computer to do a job application. He was standing there with a fitted.