He took me slowly, but intensely. I felt his wet breath on the back of my neck and his words: "It's good that you let yourself be caught", "you see th...t you are very fucking", "you warm me up, little bitch", "I'm going to fill your ass with milk". So we were having a good time, I still with my head full of alcohol, I understood that the guy was slow to finish, did not end, did not run, did not come. Then it occurred to me to speak, which I had not done so far, to warm it up more, to make myself. That way it won’t be such a burden.’ …. ‘No, I don’t mind. It will give us a chance to talk. I’ll be there in a few minutes.’ … ‘OK, bye.’ 4: 23 pm – Sara ‘Amanda. How are you doing? It’s great to see you.’ ‘I’m doing fine Sara. How about yourself? Getting tired of the two lovebirds yet?’ ‘Are you kidding? And miss the opportunity to embarrass the heck out of them? No way. Why just the other day I walked in on them kissing each other, again. It was so funny. They did not even notice when I. My eyes went right to his cock, and man I couldn't fuckin' believe it. His cock looked like the business end of a baseball bat ... thickly hanging down his leg, bouncing as he moved, it was definitely a bit swollen from its hang and length. He stopped, and I continued to stare, I could not help it. No wonder Karen was always screaming when John was over ... now I knew when their bed bounced, creaked, and squeaked, his bat was pounding her hairy cunt to orgasm after orgasm. I don't know how much. Next thing Emma knows, Alex takes off his blazer and starts to unbutton his shirt. She watches, mesmerised. He looks at her, amused. "You never thought you'd see this body in person did you?" Emma shivers and whispers, "no." Alex leaves a few buttons at the bottom on so that only his chest down to his abs are showing. One shoulder is also out. Emma admires his physique. His body is so flawless. Better than the photos. What's even more amazing about him is that he knows how hot he is. "Come.