To comfort eachother ... He said he had enough action for one night, but gave me "his" number, so we could meet and grab a coffee or something :)We bo...h walked in opposite directions. I was so shit drunk and couldn't walk straight. Then I discovered a short cut to get home. It was a dark alley, but in my drunk mind, I was shure this was the right thing to do ... So I stumbled down the sidewalk, my legs cramping up, stumbling from side to side like a drunk sailor. Couldn't walk straight for a. We kissed deeply, tongues lashing each others mouth. I leaned back and put her legs over my shoulders. I leaned in, and she grabbed my junk, guiding it into her hot, wet tunnel. God she was tight, and the contractions on my tool felt like a gentle hand wearing a velvet glove! I started thrusting slowly, pulling almost all the way out, then all the way in. Her hips met me on every downstroke, and soon the pace quickened. Her moaning became louder, the swett rolling off my back. She started to. I was his first and, he never had any experience before me so, he was just enough.” I said.“Just enough to let you orgasm?” Prabhu asked.“Well, he never made me orgasm, to be honest. He used to hump on my ass or top of me. He used to cum while humping or grinding against me. I, on the other hand, touch myself imagining the feel of his touch. He wasn’t that great in foreplay. We were doing it for the experience of it all.”“This continued for a few times, but eventually, I felt this was pointless. ” I whispered again, a sense of urgency in my voice. I heard – and felt – as he shifted his weight slightly. A rustle of fabric, movement of his hand until the fabric under my touch felt somewhat looser. Pushing my arm further I reached upward and found the limp leather of his belt as it hung free of its buckle. My fingers probed and found also that the buttoned waistband was also free. In silence I grasped the zip between thumb and forefinger and slid it down, gently and softly, until his.