I liked a lot of women and a few of them liked me in return. Nothing serious, just partying, having fun. I loved sex and disliked commitment... way ...t was.I always kept in touch with Mom, mainly by phone but occasionally we would meet for a meal. I felt bad for her, she felt masses of guilt over my eviction, although it was none of her doing. To an extent I shared her in obvious dissatisfaction and pain. Sweet and caring as she was, and despite doing everything she possibly could for my. Stephenson’s desk and he held onto my hips while he fucked me from behind. I was leaning over his desktop calendar and it slid back and forth under my hands while he pumped my pussy. I let out a low moan with each of his thrusts and began to press back into his hard organ. I was fucking my k**’s school principal while they waited in my car. What a whore I truly was as my cunt tightened up on his shaft and my wetness coated his white pole. His thrusts became faster and harder as he jammed his. I’ll never be satisfied again with my boyfriend’s.”She continued to jack me off until every last drop of semen was coaxed out of my prick. “We sure made a mess,” she stammered. “How can I clean you up?”“Don’t worry about it. I will just go up to my room and change my shirt.”“OK, but at least let me clean all the cum off of your face and your cockhead.” She pulled a handful of Kleenex out of a box on a table next to the sofa and mopped up the cum collected on my face and cock and her hands. I. .. pant, she asked.I told her that, no, I had only said I ran a mile the day before. She didn’t ask if I had run three miles on Thursday, and nine miles on Wednesday!If looks could crucify I would have been nailed up already!“And your under,” pant... “five-minute mile?” pant, she asked.I told her yes, it was under five minutes. Actually 4:17.If looks could turn your body into liquid, I would be melting now!“You do realize I am going to have to kill you now?” pant ... she asked.“Well, first you.