I yell john wat are u doing here. i cover myself quicly with my silk sheets. he has a stumbled look on his face he said i came over to get the 2 blura...s i lend you guys. i siad thus late james is not here from work. you need to leave and ill make sure james wont find out you was here. he said hes knows i was coming over to get them. as i was walking to ring the bell i heard a noise by the window. as i get close to the window your blinds where up i couldnt beleave what i saw you was laying there. I slipped him a twenty pound note and, like a gentleman, Darren went to the bar for refills.As he returned, so our food arrived too. I was very pleased at this; the large glass of wine I had drunk on an empty stomach was making me light headed already.The food was at best average but at the prices they charged I couldn’t complain. In the presence of a gym coach as young and attractive as Darren, I had felt obliged to go for the healthy option of a rather flavourless tuna salad instead of the. Your hands on my hips, you push me against the back of the couch, my hands scrambling for a brace. You run a hand down my hips, over my sweet, flawless buttocks, and under, pulling my leg slightly up, the better to eat me with. Neither of us are in the mood for subtleties, so you let loose your lips upon me; lapping up my juices, running your tongue up and down my slit, your fingertips reaching for my clitoral hood and pushing it back, letting your tongue flick and tease and lick, feeling my. “Honey, did you know that there are some men out there who prefer big girls?” The idea that could even be a possibility blew my mind. “I’ve always dated bigger girls. I’m a big guy, and I don’t want to worry that I’m going to break a girl when I’m having sex with her. “ I swear, I thought I was going to cum right there. “Seriously?”, I asked. “You really like bigger girls?” His reply to that was “No, honey, I LOVE big girls.” I was smiling the biggest smile of my life and never wanted.