"Fuck, you’re mean," I pouted as you moved further away from my pussy. You just chuckled and pulled me off the bed until I was kneeling. Stroking yo...r cock, you slowly guided it towards my mouth until it entered, stretching my lips wide. I ran my tongue on the underside of your cock and swirled it around the sensitive head, causing you to gasp. You gripped my hair and pumped my head up and down on your cock as my saliva coated your dick and dripped onto my thighs. Pushing hard, you forced me to. I had always thought she felt disgusted by even feeling his eyes all over her. But the more I talked with her now, the more I understood that it was not the case.Our landlord was around fifty years old, a married man with kids. I think he was probably in good shape for his age. He was also quite tall and I bet he could be considered somewhat handsome too, to some woman's eyes. But still it felt strange that my eighteen-year old girlfriend didn't think it a big deal to give him a "handjob or. She told me that she never wanted to be with anyone else. She was not flirting with me, just telling me the truth. I hung around for an hour after I was done eating and we just talked about old times. Once I finally left she chased me out into the parking lot and handed me a napkin with her phone number. Before I even put it in my purse she stepped in and pressed her lips to mine and kissed me with a passion that was long ago lost to her. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her back. Our. Despite his nervousness, Lance had a full on boner in his jeans. He didn't know why he was so aroused. Honestly, the talks with Meg had been quite innocent up to this point, But something had Lance excited for this date.The green van pulled into the lot and parked directly behind Lance's car. They had chosen a hike that wasn't too close to their homes so they wouldn't be too worried about friends or family seeing them. This was all uncharted territory for both of them.Meg and Lance got out of.