It was raining heavily. She said stay till rain stops.I went up to her room it was a nice Studio apartment. It was already late and the rain wasn’t ...stopping, she asked me to stay back in her room. I was jumping inside with joy at my luck. But outside I acted if that is okay with her. I offered to sleep down, she said the bed it big enough and I could sleep one side. which I did dutifully. she slipped into a loose t-shirt and night 3/4 pyjammas. Switched off the light and asked to be comfortably. We talked about the difference between men and women, and what they look for in a relationship. We looked at why the human animal behaves the way it does. We decided that we are driven by some very primitive urges. A man's drives are simple - to spread his seed as widely as possible, to leave as many children as he can. So all he wants is a fuck - simply that. The more often, the better.A woman's drives are much more complex. To give her genes the best chance of survival through the. The view in front of me was spectacular. We were on the 23 rd floor, a block away from the sparkling bay where the nightlights dressed the rippling water in blue and orange bling. I stood, practically on top of the world, completely exposed for anyone to see who glanced our way thanks to the huge window I was facing. I felt like a siren, capturing the world with my body-song. I assumed the pose I had before, hands pressed against the glass, legs spread and my butt pressed out to him again,. It didn't get truly big, or huge, but it was as erect as he would ever get. Tara smiled down at it."Okay," she said, "now jerk off on my tummy! I want to see you come."Robert obeyed without question, of course, and he stood leaning against the mattress,and between Tara's wide-spread legs, and it didn't take him long (it never really did) before he groaned out loud as he began to ejaculate his long pent up load of sperm---and they both watched as it spurted surprisingly far for his usual.