It was foggy too. I used to live with my dad’s friend in his house. But I had a separate entrance, as my working hours were not normal.So long story... short, it was Friday evening when at work I got a message on my gay app from a stranger. After exchanging few conversations, he asked me if I have place where he could stay, because he was coming from Delhi and didn’t book a hotel.So I allowed him to come and stay with me and told him that will pick him up from isbt. So at 12 am I was at isbt 17 to. On the way back Frank bought them the richest hot chocolate Sharon had ever tasted at a shop that specialised in making and selling chocolates. It was absolutely delicious."You know the way to a girl's heart" she told him "all you have to do is keep bringing me back here. Mind you I would probably put on 30 kilos if you did" she laughed.Frank also called into the visitor information centre to get a few brochures and make a booking for a day's tour to the wineries.Back in their apartment before. I didn’t like the idea of falling that distance uncontrolled, so I braced myself. I braced as if I was about to be hit by an eighteen wheeler. It was going to hurt. I would probably need to go to the hospital. As long as Jordan was okay though, it would be worth it.The idea of a semi plowing into me wasn’t far off. The only difference was, I didn’t go flying. My legs held and in the ensuing chaos, Jordan ended up on my back with her legs wrapped around my mid-section and one arm around my neck.. A man can turn on a woman with just a stub, if he uses it properly. But a young stud like you, with so much fantastic cock staying hard so long-- once you really get into screwing, youll have to beat off the girls." I don't want any other girls," he insisted. "Only you, mom. Nobody else could ever thrill me the way you do." That's nice to hear," she said softly, and played with his cock, "but you'll soon be wanting to slide this lovely meat into some different cunts, darling. I'll always be.