I hope you all enjoy this as much as I enjoyed narrating this experience of mine.After these browsing sessions, I would end up getting hot, but with u...nquenched thirst, end up just masturbating. At the end of the day, I really did start missing a companion.More so, because of the passion that I was missing and the loneliness was getting even more outrageous. One of my very close friends suggested me to register in various dating sites. I was very sceptical about it because, how would one trust a. She recognized Jim’s voice and figured this was her last night alive. She actually felt at peace knowing that he was going to accomplish what she, herself had been afraid to do. Kill her. She figured she had nothing to live for anyway so hopefully it would be over quick. She didn’t believe it would be but one could hope. Hope she thought. That was a strange thought in a hopeless situation. Jim took out his bowie knife that was sporting a six inch blade. He pulled down the covers off of Angela. She was now on top, as she sat up and prepared herself for penetration.Her hands were on his muscular chest, and he guided his member to her entrance. She lowered herself onto his thick, beefy cock, squeezing his shoulders as she adjusted to the painful, yet delightful sensation she had down there. After a minute, she began to ride his cock. Back and forth she swayed on cock, riding at a slow and steady pace, as she adjusted to the cock filling and stretching her insides.She leaned onto him as. “You know” she told him. “I’m not that dumb” and then she smiled. “You know, guys and uh girls uhhh playing around with each other. I’ve never done that with a guy.” He looked at her and finally smiled, not that he ever wore a brooding expression on his face, but he liked how she put it. “I’ve done things” he told her and she asked what things has he done. “Well things I suppose.” She wanted and felt she had to know. “Like what?” she asked again with hopes he’d show her a few things. “Well,.