Reason one I was horny as hell and my knickers were soaked. The second reason was, to get out of his car, I can’t stand R’n B music at best, but a... ear drum shattering level, wasn’t a turn on for me. I spent the trip looking out the window and feeling my wet knickers. When we finally got there, the place seemed dark and quiet, except for one light. “Dorg! You up?” said Karrah, as we entered the flashy apartment. I snooped around, while Karrah looked for his flat-mate. I wondered into a. “All neat and tidy and easy to look after.”I was in heaven; with this lovely girl giving me my first hand job. Well, the first one that wasn’t self-administered. I lay back with my eyes closed and tried to hold on for as long as I could. I didn’t know if this would ever happen again so I wanted to savour it for as long as possible. Jan must have had some experience at this because every time I was close to cumming she would slow down and keep me simmering. After about five minutes I felt a. She was at the gym around dawn until 8am. She came home, showered. Bea, Bella, Collin were already gone for the day to work and school respectively.Squeezing her tit, the other hand working her pussy, she masturbated once again, hoping to cum. As predicted, she didn’t. Yes it felt good. It felt good when Bea and Bella ate her pussy, it felt good years ago when she last had sex with a man – yet she never achieved an orgasm.“Think,” she said. “Like animals, rough sex, black men taking. "You could stay and have a glass of wine with me while I eat." Oh no, you eat in peace. I'll be back later." Before I left, I stood with my back to him while I put my sandals back on. I didn't shake my butt at him or anything, I just wanted him to have a good look. I left and walked across the street still wondering why I would leave. 'Get a grip Becca, it's just a guy.' Just a sweet guy with beautiful eyes, a cute butt and who loves cotton panties. Life might be good if...Sitting at the.