That was it. Good god what kind of name was that. What happened to Mary and Linda? He would even take a Tiffany now and then. But all the Madison, Tay...or, Dakota, Kristen, Tristen, Kirsten, Kirsty crap made him feel old. At 42 Peter was far from decrepit, but he had less and less to talk about with the bevy of beauties he usually surrounded himself with. He kept himself extremely fit and he was usually moderate about most things. Tonight was an exception. Back to Addison. When he met her at his. As i bent over she started caressing my tattoo on my lower back with her soft finger tips. i ran my hand slowly across her denim covered thighs. she started to kiss my neck running her tongue up and down firmly. i started to unbutton her jeans exposing her white lace thong. i could feel my insides churning wanting her more and more with every second. i slowly pulled her over the sofa so she was laying on her back as i slid her jeans fully off. her milky white skin glistening in the moonlight. I was sucking my first strap on and started fingering her dripping wet pussy. She was moaning and came in about 2 minutes. Your turn baby as he lifted me up and laid me back on the bed. She took my dick in her mouth and sucked. I hadn't had a blow job in 15 years and forgot how good it felt. She stopped and crawled up and had this look in her eye. " I want to fuck up now" she said. I told her that I had never done that and that we had to go easy. She bought more than the strap on, she also had. She couldn't wait to stick her tongue down my throat again. When I was rock hard again, she wanted to fuck. "I have condoms in the drawer." 'What the fuck?? Who else are you fucking?' At that moment I couldn't believe she had a pile of rubbers in her bedside drawer. As an eighteen-year old straight-edged dude I couldn't rationalize it. At that moment I hated her, and I was about to fuck her brains out. I grabbed a condom and wasted no time. "Oh fuck that feels good. I wanted to fuck you the.