Ian broke pulled his cock out of her mouth and moved between her legs. He thought about pushing inside her, just to get a feel of her desire, but he w...nted to be patient and return her the favor. He got down on his knees, and began lapping at her juices. His fingers curled around her smooth thighs while his cock ached in jealousy to feel her warm, soft center. Zuli’s hands ran through his blonde hair as she grinded her pussy against his face, letting out soft, sensual moans. He pressed his. ‘Me.’ ‘Well me and you I guess.’ ‘What do you mean?’ ‘Well I want to talk about how we ended and what I did to you.’ ‘Okay’ Jack said reluctantly ‘I know what I did to you was really fucked up and I know that you really needed me and I was just being selfish and recently I just haven’t been able to stop thinking about you and how bad I hurt you and I want you to know I still love you and I want to start over.’ she said as tears began to run down her face. Jack couldn’t believe what he was. He didn't say anything, but just kept staring at me. "Yes," I admitted. He moved over and let me slide into the room. I gently threw my package under my bed, and was about to head out with a crimson face, when I felt a strong but gentle hand on my shoulder. I turned around, head turned down, until I realized I was looking at his limp dick. I suddenly felt the same pushing feeling against my trousers. "Have you ever touched a penis?" he asked me. I shook my head no. "Would you like to touch. He loved finding the perfect mark. It wasn't anything perverse or sexual. It was just good, clean fun. The kind that left him with a high that lasted almost all week. Sweet, precious time he savored and languished in as much as he could.He took a deep breath through his nose and let the long sigh out over the top of his beer. Thirty more minutes and he'd give it up for the night. Find some kind of solace in a woman's cunt. He was charming, suave, enticing. It could, would happen, almost without.