Thanks.Youre that nice man who works at rearranging stuff in the store so people cant find anything.
I laughed and said,
Im just doing my job.
I know you are.I couldnt help but to notice you, because you are a nice guy and all.I dont usually do anything like this; honestly, Ive never done anything like this.Would you come to my place for the night?Its been a long time since Ive been with a man, and to be honest, Im really lonely.And no, Im not a psycho or have any diseases..
This is a story based off of one of my friends and I. He is my best friend in the entire world. I wouldnt trade what we have for anything.
Adam is my best friend. He is about 63 and is kind of tan considering its always cold here. Hes skinny but has a lot of muscle. He is the star player on our schools basketball and baseball teams. He is so super nice to everyone and is very smart. Hes in a lot of my classes. Hes kind of shy and quiet too.
After he slowly pulled out of me, I turned around and took him in my arms, kissing him fiercely.
“A magnificent fuck, Tina.” He stroked my cheek with the backs of his fingers, kissed me, then with his lips brushing mine, “After we fuck, I want you to clean my cock of our juices.”
I blushed but smiled as I slid down to my knees with his now softening cock in front of my face.
Yes, so much to experience.