I was hanging out with my friend at his place, playing some video games. We were smoking weed and the conversation we had was everywhere. He got onto ...the subject of how he hasn't hooked up with anybody in almost 2 years. The only reason for his dry spell seemed to be was because he would spend most of his time playing video games and smoking weed. He was a nice guy, handsome, slightly chubby, with short hair. After he told me about his lack of a sex life, I couldn't stop thinking of his aching. You bite your lip, but a moan escapes as he slowly works his member into you. His rhythm gets into a slow, gentle groove, and your toes curl as your whole body shudders in ecstasy.He leans down, pressing his chest to yours, and wraps his arms around you. His lips meet yours again, and you can feel his tongue tracing your teeth. The feeling of him deep inside you is overwhelming, and you dig your nails into his back. He lets out a quiet moan, which spurs you to wrap your legs around him. He. And I certainly do know enough about Sam to know I want to spend the rest of my life with him. In fact, if I hadn’t called you this morning I probably would have spent the entire day in bed with him, doing what my mom doesn’t want us to do for another four or five years.’ ‘Are you talking about SEX!?’ Celia was astounded. ‘You always bag on me for talking about sex and now you’re telling me that you want to spend an entire day in bed with a guy you haven’t even known for a full week yet. How. "Fuck me, Sir! You came a ton! Wow!"Christine began to giggle. "Oh fuck. That is so funny. I can't believe you sucked off Mr. Bletchflap while Strictly was talking to him. You're such a slag, Brigitte!"Brigitte began to laugh in response. "I'm covered in spunk. Come on, Christine. Lick it off me."Christine gave me an arch glance before kneeling down next to her friend. They kissed intimately, their tongues intertwining, before Christine began to clean her friend's face with long confident.