‘Come. Sit.’ he orders. I swallow a few times, wondering at the dryness of my mouth, and obey him. I agreed to this, after all. I tremble as if he...��ll hit me when he strokes down my arm, from my shoulder to my wrist, with the back of his hand. He looks up at me (he had been staring at my shaking hands) and smiles softly. ‘I suppose you wish for me to tell you some tired cliché about how I won’t bite.’ he says. This time the full force of his British accent hits me, and I smile more naturally.. She said, “Your cum tastes so good. Now I want you to taste me.” In an instant, I was at her knees, tugging down her dress. But then, I had the shock of my life. I grew faint and I thought I was going to have a heart attack. My heart was pounding louder than ever before, and I had no resistance left in me, as she gently touched the back of my head, pushing my face against her panties. Through the black nylon I could see her engorged cock, and a nano-second later my open mouth was pressed. We sat in a park which is right next to the main road which was near her house and we kept on talking while sitting in the park and I was giving her compliments, I will say she was pretty and sexy at the same time so I asked if I could give her a hug and she said yes.The warmth and nice feeling just holding her was amazing. I gave her a slight squeeze nothing to painful just enough to feel her rather than just her skin.Which she enjoyed, we were talking for about and hour which I didn't mind. "Will you tell me about your book again?" She asked sweetly, her blue eyes glowing in the soft moonlight, her blond hair spread over my lap."Yes, Becky." I answered. "I certainly can." So I began to tell her the story about Frodo, and the hobbits. When the bus pulled out of that little dark station a little later, she was asleep, and she looked very comfortable and happy. I know I was, when I fell asleep.When I woke, our bus was stopped in traffic in a big city. When my head cleared, I was able.