“Josssssh...” she purred, then kissed him yet again, but this time long, deep, and passionate. It was as if the world only existed for that single...kiss alone. There was nothing, just him, and her, and their lips together; as their tongues entwined, he could feel himself getting hard and rising to occasion that was so clearly coming. He never wanted to let go of this, to break this embrace. No, forever he wanted it to last, he had never been in a moment so close to paradise, he wasn’t ready to. Consider this. You are a tool for a woman sometimes. If she feels chemistry or a need to procreate or mate or have a good time, you are the one at the right time at the right place. Or maybe not...Women are different and there are and will be discussions until God says the way it is and Her word is final. If you really want to be a friend with a woman on here and maybe in real life, then tell the truth. Be honest. I am 58, half-asian, retired, and more on my profile. But I never lie to women. I’d never really slow-danced before, so with my body so tight against Sam’s, I just moved myself along with him. I only tripped a couple times, those spikes on my feet and the thick carpeting and all, though I had no fear of falling with my boyfriend’s arms around me. After a while, quite a while maybe, I felt Sam’s body tense against mine. I thought maybe he was about to shoot a load, which I’d somehow managed to keep myself from doing, keeping in mind the promise my boyfriend made. . Me: your sexy boobs, they are arousing me.She came close to me with her lusty body and slides her zip to the bottom of her boobs with no matter of time I grabbed her moved towards the wall and started squeezing and kissing her boobs like a hungry tiger.She started moaning ahaaaaa!!! Aaahaahh!!.Ahaaaa uhhhhaaaa!! Ooooooooo!!!!! Ummmmm!! Grabbed my hair tight and pressing her boobs to my face, I was unable to breath, I pulled off her shirt, those two huge boobs bulged out from thin bra, those.