Being an erotic writer I have many fond memories of the women who have been a part of my life and I hope they will remember me with equal fondness. As...a young man in my mid twenties, I treasured the physical passion. As the years have passed today being in the mid thirties, I have come to value the true meaning of passion – sharing a lifetime of experiences with a mate. I still, however, remember those wild days of youth with satisfaction and once in awhile yearn for those women to come back. There was some pizza on the table but I wasn't hungry and just had a small amount of fries.They started to pour drinks and I had one to calm my nerves. Even though I feel like I've become a bit of a pro at this, I still get nervous before I'm about to have sex with more than one guy. And this time, it was especially nerve-racking, as I didn't know anything about any of these guys and the fact that this whole group of friends was known to be troublemakers only added to my nervousness. And of. " He smile and added, "You'll have to let me show it to you."Ally returned his smile. "I'd have to know you a lot better before I'd go trapesing off to the back side of nowhere." We can remedy that problem Ally. The expo closes on Sunday; I'd like to take you to dinner, say on Monday evening. We can begin the getting to know each process." Why wait? Ally asked. "I get off at 5 today. The sooner we start the process, as you call it, the sooner it will be completed and the sooner I get to visit. Taylor let out a shocked gasp as she felt Leighton’s teeth on her clit; she tightened her grip on the older girl’s hair, almost pulling some out. Leighton smiled to herself, and did it again; this time, Taylor wrapped her legs around Leighton and pulled her in even closer.“Oh fuck, Leighton,” Taylor moaned, her eyes closed in pleasure, “You’re gonna taste my fucking cum soon…you want that, don’t you? You want to drink my fucking cum, don’t you?”Leighton nodded, starting to suck hard on Taylor’s.