Oooh my God how intense was this.......Once the pulsing was over I just lay there for ten minutes and let my heart get back to normal beats. I relaxed...a little and squeezed the pajama onto my softening cock. It was wet and sticky. I used the dry leg part of the pajamas to wipe myself down and got out and dressed quickly. I knew I was alone but , doing this in someone else’s house does add a sense of danger of being caught, and that itself adds a level of excitement to the act of. ”“Then we had that discussion about politics, by the fireplace. You were sharp, not defensive or insecure, and while you had strong opinions, you allowed me to have them too, whether they matched yours or not.”“That’s how everybody should be,” she said.“Ahhh, yes, but they’re not. And I’m sure you know that. You were refreshing, both physically and mentally. Fun to be around. What man wouldn’t be attracted to that?”“Enough to lure me to your very private ranch, far away from anyone if I found. The young man’s arms flayed and he was grunting with both pain and pleasure. If I had continued sitting there, his hand would have hit me again. I let go off the lunds, got up with my shorts still pulled down and walked down the aisle to find another place. I found a seat at the beginning of a row, next to a young guy wearing a cap and a thick jacket. I stood in front of him with my shorts pulled down and my semi-erect penis. He was looking at it as if he was going to swallow it in the next. In turn I told her that you only stopped talking to me.She told it’s not like that even I like you very much, but I am afraid. I told her I will take all precaution and no one will come to know. Next day, we went out for shopping and we had nice dinner and then she headed home. I called her after 1 hour to know about her reaching home. She told you are very caring and I should have hubby like you. That day came, it was raining like anything and I saw her in bus stop. I asked her to come into my.