“Please sit down,” said David as she stood towering over him, “Tea, coffee, anything to eat?”“A cup of coffee would be very welcome,” she ...eplied, and David duly fetched her one. It was accompanied by a custard cream biscuit which she put to one side. “I do have to watch my weight,” she remarked, “I don’t like to let it get over twenty stones.”“Well, I don’t imagine one biscuit would matter,” he replied.“Don’t you believe it. The fitness tests we have to pass are killing if I put on an ounce of. I lounged around for a while drinking, stroking my nyloned legs absently, catching up with ‘friends’ on yet another website. Getting pretty worked up if truth be told, by some of their galleries. My free hand delved into my hardness’s satin prison; gently stroking, slowly, sensuously. Just a few minutes I’d thought, plenty of time before I had to get going. I began to daydream about taking some of those gorgeous creatures to bed, to feel their silk clad bodies rubbing against my own, their. “Stephanie wait, your mom’s next door, she could come over here any minute.”“I don’t care, let her. Maybe she’ll like what she see and wanna join in. She’s not as innocent as you think, she had her fair share of wild and crazy moments, believe me I know.”“What do you mean by that?”She didn’t say anything, she just got up, locked the door, turned on the radio, then came back and sat next to me on the bed again. “Lets not worry about that, lets worry about each other.”We kissed again as she. It was then I felt the glorious sensation of her removing my boxers down my legs and as we were still kissing, I wasn’t concentrating but felt happy to be free and have my hard cock out in the air. Then I felt it, warm wetness on my cock, the most beautiful sliding sensation and an explosion of sensations radiating out from cock as her soft pussy enclosed around me. Eating me as if it had a mind of its own. Our lips separated and I gazed at her in my stoned happiness as the motion sliding.