She moved to Tucson and I sent her birthday cards and a few letters about friends and the like, but after 2 years mail came back, “Moved, left no ad...ress”.My point in all of this preamble to my story is, I was not interested in finding love, or finding a relationship. I trusted no woman with my feelings. I knew where to go to meet a partner for the night, if I felt the need, a friend with benefits. The women I found usually wanted the same thing as me, some intimate company and “see ya. I was happy hearing this and replied”Oh Anni are u joking”.She suddenly stood up and closed the windows and doors and kneeled before me in the sofa. I don’t know what to do and asked “What anni any problem “.She touched my dick from above the pants and stared to rub. Oh I made me mad and my dick stood up suddenly and danced. She rubbed hardly with her hand over my pants on my dick. I felt very hot.She then stood up removed her sari and moved towards me. Her navel looked so great and her boobs. We both agreed that it hadn’t been going that well so far. (Of course, I didn’t mention the wild scene in Pam’s room only an hour earlier).Maybe I was just horny because of what had happened with Pam; maybe I was intoxicated by the intimate sweetness of the long heart-to-heart talk Beth and I were having. Maybe it was the beauty of her deep blue eyes and the sexiness of her full, pouting lips. Whatever it was, I completely stepped “out of the box” of being the polite, sweet ex-boyfriend. I. And as his cock eased back into her now slimy-coated cunt, she gripped him with her cuntal muscles.Davy's eyes shot open. This was something new! He moaned into her mouth and tried to swallow her darting, twisting tongue. Might have too, had Ann not extracted it in time.The young boy, at first uneasy with his role as the aggressor, was smart enough to permit his natural instincts to take over and his motions, speed and angles, while uncoordinated and jerky, were certainly not lost on his horny.