She said “Maybe you better qualify that: Fastest fuck from a standing start, amateur division.”
I was laughing even more. xxx “Twenty-five? I love you. But then she started feeling it. Maybe it’s flattering to be ogled by a man who is screwing another woman. We’ll talk about this tomorrow night, maybe. Her hands cupped my balls, massaging them, gently squeezing them. “He’ll be here at 7. Maybe it was ‘chemical attraction’. It was him! He held me, comforted me. I had to ask. She stood between my legs, took my face in her hands and brought our lips together in a kiss of greeting and promise. When this lovely thing I was lying on finally came to her senses, her eyes shot open and she looked like a deer in the headlights. Don’t tell me you’re not in the mood. He was gorgeous!
