Anyway, ma, thanks for talking with me about it." Jimmy, feelings aren't like math problems, or like other things where you can carefully measure out ...the different potentials, submit it to risk/reward analysis and receive a host of quantifiable probabilities. Feelings are different. What you want from me is some equation where "x" amount of happiness is equal to "y" amount of sorrow. OK, this is as close as I can get to giving some kind of measurement for you. If I could go back and have one. I reach under your shirt and grasp your breast, as I undo your bra. You reach down and rub my hard cock through my pants and unzip me. You reach in and find what you are looking for and pull it out, just as the door opens to our floor. We turn and there are a couple of women there waiting to get on, we quickly try to gather ourselves and I turn to walk out. You realize my dick is still out of my pants, and playfully grab it and say, ‘Come fuck me’ as you pull me down the hall by my hard cock.. ‘I’d like to give you a New Year present. You gave me that beautiful bracelet that I can’t wear in public, and all those other things, and I’d like to give you something too.’ ‘You don’t need to thank me for anything and you already gave me lots, Uli, and a new wallet as well: there’s no need for anything else.’ She uncurled herself from the chair and kneeled at my feet. ‘It’s partly for you and partly for me and partly another biology lesson. I want to suck your prick and make you come in my. On the customer's bikes. We spent the night nude with my cock and tongue in various parts of her body. I came at least three more times – she came so many times she passed out, a sweaty puddle of flesh drooling cum out of her orifices. I passed out next to her.The morning came way too fast. I awoke to the smell of coffee and takeout breakfast. Isa came in with a sack of breakfast tacos. The taco truck around the corner was fantastic. She was dressed in the t-shirt I had on last night,.