We became internet lovers, meeting on specific days to mutually masturbate, going 'Green' with his choices of what I should pleasure myself with, but ...ventually, the novelty wore off and he suggested we meet, to which I said sure.He travelled in a white transit van and I walked to my local Tesco Store and there he was, parked at the back of the huge car park, and so I went up to him and entered into the van, which had a mattress in the back.I stripped off naked and went down on him as he sat. It felt good.He stood to the side of the bed as I worked my ass against him, fuckingmy pussy on his tan, thick uncut cock.It felt so... right.Like I was meant to be here.Like I was meant to be getting fucked by cock.That's the moment it happened. As I enthusiastically bumped my pelvis up-and-down on his thick cock, I thought, "this is actually pretty fun."Our thoughts are so transparent. Just as it went through my head, theirleader saw my face."See?! Look at her! Look at her!! She loves it! She. "Then she turned around to the gaping group of boys saying "Morton, are you going to introduce me to your friends?"For most of the guys, this was the closest they had ever been to any of the popular girls, much less the head cheerleader. That she should be making out - and in public, too! - with one of their crowd and then asking to be introduced was beyond comprehension. A few of them only managed unintelligible croaks, but Julie just smiled and talked to all of them.Getting up from Morton's. I'm not trying to imply Steven was a love em and leave em kind of guy,no he dated and cared for these girls both before and after he sleptwith them. But as lucky as he was getting the girls, he was alsounlucky too. After awhile the girls always seemed to either fall outof love, move away, or become lesbians or something. It was thedamnedest thing. But I'll tell ya, most any of us guys would havetraded with Steven for his knack with the women.Anyway, besides the women, Steven also had a.