Jack was okay?” I asked.“He was a good boy,” she winked.“Oh good, thanks for going.”She threw her backpack from the hall across the living r...om onto the sofa, and pulled off her boots. She took off her jacket and hung it up. She strolled into the living room.“What’s the talc for?”“A talc massage.”“Cool. I didn’t know about that.” She was looking at me. “So what’s the deal with Faye?”“She’s going to stay here. Live here, for however long she wants.”“As your girlfriend?”I shrugged my shoulders.. Pick up the pieces with me, as I revisit my dark and forlorn past. —- Impulsive. There’s one word—something that I do not appear to be, although I am. I thought as I sat unobtrusively on the stool of a bar, wishing I had more single friends to get together with. Sure, it was great that all my close friends had a significant other to share their time with, but in all honesty, and especially on nights like this, it was frustrating beyond belief. I took another sip of my drink and mulled the. She felt so good I moved slowly to savor the feeling of her vagina wrapped around my cock. I picked up the pace and she responded with a loan moan. With one hand I reached between us and rubbed her clit. She responded and I could feel her tighten her kegels around my cock and I almost exploded in her. I pulled out and some of my semen dripped out and onto her slit. I grabbed my shirt from the floor to wipe my cock. I waited a few minutes and then pushed into her once again. She was so hot. ”“Hi, I’m Meghan.” Meghan’s very flustered by this direct attention. “You just … well ….” Meghan doesn’t know what to say. “I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable.”“I’m flattered to have someone so attractive staring at me, so I had to come sit with you.”“Uh, thanks. … “ Suddenly she blurts out. “You know I kept looking your way because you’re the sexiest woman here, and, um, well, you know, it’s kind of fun to look at you.” Meghan looks down.“I know what you mean. I like to come here. There.