After a brief while and more chat, I said, "Well, you must have things to do today, too, so I should be going."A few days later, it dawned on me. Coll...een was trying to seduce my 17-year-old self and I was too blind to see it! That fact haunted me forever. I would fantasize about my encounter with Colleen ending differently, masturbating furiously, dreaming of cumming inside of her instead of all over my hand.I had been having that dream again of my 17-year-old self joyously fucking the hot. “You’re going to miss your bus David,” she said as they dressed. “I have to pick up the boys.”David nodded in resignation, another short-lived moment but it had been fun while it lasted. He slid his wallet and phone into his jacket inside pocket before bending down to tie his shoes. He looked across to Tracy and smiled, wondering if and when they would meet again. He had come up to London for a convention, knowing he didn’t really want to attend. She knew he was coming, but whether they would. He kept my tits cupped into his hands, while he pinched and played with my hardened pink nipples. He reached down with one and undid my zipper, then pulled my pants down exposing my ass to him. I never wore panties, and I guess he knew this too. He then pushed me over to the counter where he kept me bent over. Then he undid his pants and revealed his huge about 9 inch cock. I had never had a cock that big inside of me before, and I honestly couldn’t wait to try. He licked his hand and then. I used to move it around and press it a little. That was so satisfying. Sometimes I’d get carried away and press hard. She would wake up, and I’d pretend to be asleep. Sometimes she would take my hand off of her boob and go back to sleep, or at times.She would turn towards me and hug me and sleep. This was even awesome as her boobs would be near my face. I would also hug her, put my legs over hers and bury my face in between those tits. She wouldn’t mind. I guess she thought it was.