Can you understand my point of view now?”I replied, “Yeah, Tony, I guess I can see your point. But then why do you think I got so upset?”Tony an...swered, “I’m not a psychologist, and probably don’t understand all this shit myself, but I have a few ideas based on my experiences with other men. Maybe I was moving too fast, and all of that was too much to absorb in such a short time, in just one evening. And it might have felt like a challenge to your manhood or something, to even think of yourself. "Paul headed to the bathroom and washed. He decided that this was a goodtime to put on his sports bra. After that, he made double sure that hisroom floor was clear.Joanne, who had been out with college friends, arrived shortly beforeKevin did."Hi Kev. Hamilton is sixth on the grid," said Paul as Kevin entered thehouse."Suppose he can make up the positions?" he replied."Could do, but Vettel took pole with a real fast time. Button got fifth,"said Paul."So, whats for dinner?" asked Kevin."Run. He looked to be almost in pain as he stroked faster. Grabbing my hips he pulled deep within me and I felt it. His huge cock was spasming inside me. I felt his hot semen shoot out in a huge eruption. I quickly was overtaken by my own intense orgasm. My vagina fluttered and squeezed him. As I gave into it, my whole body thrashed about. I couldn't help it. Pedro hung onto me and finished draining into my hot cunt. We both finally slowed down and he collapsed forward onto my body. He held me and I. "Where's your head tonight?" Cat asked.I shrugged, "I dunno."I took another swig of beer while Cat just stared at me. I finally relented, hoping my nervousness didn't show, "I found a carpenter for the house today." You did? Who?" Uh, you don't know him. His name is JJ." Where'd you meet him, the shop?"I shrugged, "Not exactly. I was driving out to the house and he was having car trouble." And you stopped to help him?"I snorted, "I almost hit him." You really need to slow the fuck down."I.