Just chatting here on xHamster, working up to some nice cyber-sex. I asked how she felt about older men and she said she loves older men. I said great...! I'm old enough to be her father and then some! Eventually we started talking about meeting up in person. She, for obvious reasons, was worried about meeting someone from this site. I told her that I was a bit nervous as well, but was willing to give it a shot. She asked how it would work. I said how about we meet at a public location, coffee. Mr D’arcy duly handed over the ten guineas.“Up the stairs, first on the left,” Mrs Bennet directed.“Miss Bennet?” Mr D’arcy graciously invited Eliza to take his arm and she led him to the stairs.“Do you propose to seduce me Mr D’arcy?” Eliza enquired.“Lord no,” D’arcy replied, “No time for that, If you get your kit off I’ll shove it up you right away, let us get on with it.”Eliza opened the bed chamber door and led Mr D’arcy in.She sat on the bed edge and pulled her dress up revealing her split. "Tell us, Frank, when you get close to cumming, we'll slow down so we can make it a really good one for you," Monica said.My hands were busy up under each one as they took turns jacking me up and down."Oh, look at him, doesn't he look happy?" Erika asked the others. "Oh, wouldn't you? If you were laying there and four guys were having fun with you?" Stephanie posed."Oh, that's making me hot, not that this isn't" said Monica, laughing. She had just taken over stroking me as I was rubbing up. Some of my friends came to comfort me as I tried to compose myself in the principals office. I discovered that, shortly after, my friends cornered him and made him deny that absurd story. After that I never talked to him again. Two weeks passed, until the unexpected happened and it all changed for good. I had three great friends: Milo, an Italian descendant, a really great guy. Brown hair, slender figure, some tattoos and sexy as hell, even if some people thought he was gay, but I knew better..