I dry them hastily and run to the door. Cautiously, I open it a crack and peek out. At first no one seems to be there. I open the door a bit more and ...hen I see him, peering a little shyly back at me through the screen door. He is a thin man with precise features and twinkling eyes that immediately draw me in. I raise my eyebrows in a question mark. Suddenly he breaks into a grin. ‘Sinthia?’ His eyes sparkle under the porchlight. I am intrigued yet befuddled. How does this person know my name?. Her name in Hawaiian meant “Intelligent”, and she had prided herself on that growing up. That, and a body she knew attracted men wherever she went.And a few girls in college. And after college as well. She preferred men, the hardness, the feel of being helpless under one - but there was something sweet about a pretty girl -Stop it, Akamai. She squeezed the pink stress ball in her left hand, looking over the students. She forced her eyes away from one spot in particular, but she felt a ping. I quickly removed my shorts and underwear, then traced his perfectly sculpted hips with my fingers.John's body hair continued straight down, I gently pulled off his underwear and let his penis pop out. It was breathtaking. The shaft was ridged and veiny, and a solid 8 inches. his balls were as hairy as the rest of him, but I didn't mind, the tip of his cock was bright pink and oozing precum. I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, barely able to touch my fingers together. "His cock is. It was an erotic tease and I think it was working for both of us. Her leg lifted over mine and she pressed her pussy against my thigh. I cupped her ass in my hands and helped her along. My cock got its share of the action. It was getting the full benefit of Sandy’s constantly moving abs.She wrapped her arms around my neck and held me close. “I want you in me,” she whispered in my ear.I should have agreed with a manly grunt, but the best I could manage was a shaky, “Okay.”She slid around me..