As I cuddle into you, I feel the shirt you have borrowed from me and your bare legs.I place my right arm over you and I feel your hand being placed on... mine. We are spooned together and the light smell of your perfume is starting to drive me wild, remembering the kiss we had shared earlier and that smell as I held you in my arms.Just the thought of the kiss is arousing my cock which is tightly pressed against your sexy bum and you must feel it too as you push slightly back into me.My fingers. ”Brian stared into her eyes for a moment before grinning shyly and lifting up his shirt. Indeed, about a half an inch of penis head stuck up out of his pants, although that probably wouldn’t have been the case if he’d been standing up.Melinda leaned back in her chair and giggled for a minute, Brian joining her as he dropped his shirt back down.“So you never answered my first question,” Melinda said after another few moments of awkward silence.“Which one?”“Were you satisfied?”Her mouth went dry. Of course it’s all right with me. I’ll probably find a good book to read while you guys enjoy the game.” I answered day dreaming what the muscular black men must look like. I had never seen this bunch of body builders Paul was training. Paul took the towel from his waist and started to get dressed. I looked at him before he picked up his boxers to put them on. I wondered how I could ever be happy with what Paul had hanging between his muscular legs. Soft it must have been a couple of. The tube rumbled on; what was she thinking about as she looked at me? Was she imagining taking my breasts in her mouth, stroking the nipples, licking round them with her tongue? Oooo, my imagination was working overtime! But then the tube stopped at Notting Hill Gate, and she brushed past me to get off – I couldn’t help glancing up at her face, but she was staring fixedly at the door as she let herself be carried out by the crowd before disappearing up the platform. The doors closed and we.