He laid me down on the sofa and started kissing me again, moving to my neck whilst his hands wondered down my body to untie my gown. And amoung his su...rprise I had my little black skirt, my tight white shirt and my school tie on.. I felt him get harder against me, instatntly turning me on more! We carried on kissing abit more, fooling around, rolling around i stood up, pulled him up and started kissing him more in the middle of the living room before I ended up walking backwards and find myself. " What's over?" This game. This enemy-with-benefits thing. Game over, I'm tired of it." You're tired of me?" I didn't say I'm tired of you. I said I'm tired of the game." So, you're not tired of me?" Why is it always about you? I didn't say anything about you. I said I'm not playing the game anymore."Shego timidly caressed Kim's shoulder, "I thought you enjoyed last night." Will you listen to me? I didn't say anything about last night. I didn't say anything about you. I said game over." Why? If. He pulled his boxers down, letting his already twitching cock slide out from underneath. It was huge, even though it wasn't fully hard yet, I could tell it would dwarf mine. "What are you waiting for, dude?" he teased."Nuh, nothing." I stuttered, before pulling down my boxers, revealing my 3 inch cock, already nearly fully hard from how nervous I was. He stared at it, and smiled a little bit, before palming it, showing the contrast between his hand and what was barely a dick. "Thats it?" he. I arrived a day early and was met by the landlord’s wife Mrs Simpson who introduced herself as such. She was late 40s maybe early 50s, dark brown hair to her shoulders, size 14, shapely calves and a nice rack. She had a homely, mummsy face, beautiful brown eyes and a lovely smile … she was in her own way a very sexy woman. I guess the expression these days would be a MILF. She showed me round the house which was on 3 levels. On the top floor there was a double and a single bedroom so on the.