I may know calculus, but I sure don't know anything about flowers. I don't seem to know much at all about 'women's things,' but I know a lot more than...I did a few days ago. My education just hasn't gotten to flowers yet. I think John left me here so I'd be surprised when the flowers arrived. I love his surprises, he's so sweet.I looked at the clock and saw that John had been gone almost half an hour. That meant I had a little time to get myself the way I wanted to be when he got back. I wanted. Eventually I was slamming into her sopping cunt when my balls signaled their release and I jabbed my dick up tight against her cervix and began erupting.This set off Becky’s orgasm. Instead of her screaming into the pillow or bed, she rose up on her elbows and began to howl. Her release kept me harder than ever; Becky pushed me over backwards and spun around on my dick without it slipping from her hot little snatch.Becky was riding me harder than ever. She was panting like a bitch in heat and. She had a very sexy body, big firm tits, size d I think, and a full curvy figure with a slim waist. She was wearing a pink sarree that hugged her every curves. As she came over she was splashing the water so that by the time she reached me she was covered in water. Her clothes were sticking on her and I could see that sexy toned ass and these beautiful firm breasts that showed some hard nipples. I asked her to bring the water in and pour it for me whilst I washed myself. I told her not to worry. One guy with the dart players was giving me the eye, I thought. He was average in height and had dark hair. He was good looking in a conventional farm-boy way. He would do. Most importantly I had never laid eyes on him before. I caught him looking at me a few times and I smiled at him. That did it. Soon he was sitting at the bar with me, buying me a drink. We flirted a bit and I did not try to hide the fact that I wanted his dick. My hand started on him knee, worked its way up his thigh, before.