We met and were basically fucking like rabbits. She would sleep in just a t-shirt and when we moved in together it became common for me to wake her up... by eating her pussy. The fact that she didn't wear underwear to sleep was great because her pussy would always be fresh since it could "air out". She could never go to work without me eating her pussy and draining my balls in her pussy leaving my cum to slowly leak out through the morning which she admitted to liking. Generally we did this twice. It gets me excited too, and hot!” She untied the shirt and let it slip off her shoulders. “Kiss me again.” It wasn’t a request. Given raging youthful libido, no further urging was required. I held her in my arms and we kissed for several minutes, my mind reeling at the sensation of this beautiful woman’s breast pressed against my chest, her groin rubbing against my erection. Her fingers moved through my blonde hair and along my back. She grasped the bottom of my tee shirt and lifted it over my. You are his friend.” She looked at him, uncertain. “You have my thanks for your kind generosity. . . . So, perhaps you might want to show me where I will spend the evening.” “Oh, I will see to a room for you. In the mean time, please follow me. You can warm by the fire with a bite to eat and something warm to drink.” She led him down the stairs to the front hall. He sat on the old lectus couch where she had been made love to by the ghost of a man only moments before. She wondered if the old man. "The two men rested their hands, one each gratefully on Sato's shouldersbefore he turned without another word and left. Tom turned to Harvard before leaving the waiting area, "Thanks Harvard. You didn't have to do that." It's like the Doc said, boy's a hero. He deserves to be treated likeone. I've got more money than one man deserves anyway. It's time Istart spreading some of it around." So can I have some?" Tom asked trying to slip his arm around Harvard'smassive shoulder and failed."How.