Just. What. Happened.” I spent a moment to collect my thoughts and compose a narrative without explanation. “I tracked your phone. Its surprisingl...y accurate.” At that, Matthew’s eyebrows popped up. “When I saw you’d turned onto Cesar Chavez…” “Army,” Matthew interrupted. They’d renamed Army a few years before I moved here, but Matthew, as well as a number of the military types, never got over it. “Whatever,” I said. He waved me on. At least we could agree, municipal politics were unimportant at. (This is my first story, so please be gentle) Their two-hour drive, from JFK Airport to the holiday home in the Hamptons, was a long one. They had just spent three hours on a flight to New York together with her best friend, Ashlynn and they wanted to rip each other's clothes off, but knew it was too risky and neither one of them was 100% sure of what the other wanted.They had met three months prior, at her wedding to his older brother, Darren. Darren worked away from home but his relationship. I always ignored him, so that was it. I felt like he was an asshole.Things started to change when the biology professor put us together on an assignment. I was very dissatisfied and tried to talk to the teacher several times to change my work partner.The teacher didn’t accept it, even when I said that we didn’t get along. He believed that work would be a good way to bring us together.And incredible as it may seem, this is what happened, although not in the way he expected.The flashy,. "Fuck that thing right into me!" Well, if she insisted. It took us a couple of seconds, but we quickly found a rhythm so her downward motions were met with my upward thrusts. Each impact sent shivers up my spine which spread across my whole body, but I could feel it going a tiny bit deeper each time. Her cervix was soon open enough to allow a bit of the tip of my cock past it, but all it took was one, final thrust for it to pop in, at which point she suddenly stopped, arching her back and.