" I thought I was a guy for a while. You know how guys supposedly think about sex every ten seconds. But once I was satisfied, I think I obsess less."... Then I realized I was thinking about the kind of sex I wasn't having."I smirked, I couldn't help it."Just what happens to us guys. I don't know WHO these poor geeks are that can't get any and lose control of their whole lives over it."At least I didn't have to worry about her becoming a sex-aholic, right now, anyway. I walked around the table and. Six plain black pencilsskirts for example. Sure, one was a bit shorter than the next, one had aback split and one on the side. One clung to his rear and hips a bitmore and the next hung straight on his slim body and showed none of hiscurves.Hanging dormant it was just a row of black skirts but David knew exactlywhich one looked best with a certain blouse and which one was a suitedmatch with each of his black fitted jackets, perfectly mirroring theexact shade and sheen of black.A similar degree. I tell you if you remove my belt I just might use it on you. Without hesitation, and in one swift movement you jerk it loose from my jeans. Giving me a firm slap with it across my ass before throwing it to the floor. You push my jeans to my ankles. While there on your knees you tug at the bottoms of my boxers. Puling them down just far enough that I can flop out. Nearly hitting you in the face. Still only half hard you take the length of me in your mouth. Feeling me swell. The tip eventually. Im unsure of what hes taking out, whatever it is he places it near my face. I feel him move behind me, his erection hitting my ass. Bending over my body, hands traveling across the side of my body from my thighs to my waist and ending at my neck which he wraps his hands around, he then is able to force my body and ass into his erection. After he dry humps me, he pulls me up toward his chest, moves his mouth to my left ear and gently nibbles on it. As he does this his hands roam downward,.