I pin you against the wall mid sentence and start to kiss you with my hands firmly grasping your waist, my dick pressed up against you, the more we ki...ss the more you feel it pressing against you. You slip one hand onto my jeans, rubbing my dick and getting a feel for it, I start to kiss your neck and remove your top and bra. Then I keep kissing down your body, making sure you're completely naked, then I start to lick your pussy and I can already taste your wetness so I stand up and start to. He was much older than me, a retired professor, at the time ( just a sophomore in college). We were in serious roleplay, I was a late night jogger and he was hiding in the bushes. I would run by him and he would jump me. I would be forced to having sex with him up against the tree. The conversation was pretty graphic....enough to get me to cum twice. I was going to call it a night when he thought we should do it for real. I was tired and thought we should try it another time. He pleaded again. In mid-October Casey called me to ask if I wanted to go to the beach with him and Josh the next day. Wed leave the next morning, enjoy ourselves, have lunch, spend a couple more hours there, then leave and be back before dinner. I was pale as fuck but it sounded good to me. I did like the beach and liked seeing Josh in a bathing suit even more. That night, like usual, I beat off furiously to the mental image of Josh naked. I saw him on top of me kissing me, his hard cock pressed into my. I realised that she was making sure it covered her hair completely. Yep, she was being followed all right, and that being the case, that magical hair would draw attention like a lighthouse in the middle of Trafalgar Square. In my imagination, I placed a huge rotating lamp on the top of Nelson’s head and sniggered at the incongruity.She glared at me, and I did my best to look innocent. After a moment she sat back and looked at the diner.“I don’t have any money,” she said finally.“I kinda guessed.