“Nice!” He crunched into his snack. “You’re getting good at this, Honey.”“Practicing every day.” I gave his bicep a soft punch. “Someo...ne inspired me.”“Want another challenge?”“More floating food? Ready for second breakfast?”He rolled his tall, slender body off the mattress and pawed through his hipster music collection. “Put this record,” Jacob removed it from the Rat Pack sleeve, “on the record player.” He set the black disc on the dresser between the squishy orange and the closed phonograph. He is handsome, he is fit and she almost drools over the possibility. She sends out her siren call and he looks up, searching the faces in the crowded bar, and across the dance floor he searches. She then walks toward him, the sweeping light catching her eyes just right. He freezes like a rabbit in the light, his eyes upon her. She holds his gaze and never wavers. She stands before him and looks deeply into his mortal eyes. She draws a long finger down his cheek and licks her beautiful red. It felt so good to finally feel a cock inside me again; I very quickly orgasmed. I hugged and thanked him after he had finished himself inside me. I then pulled my tracksuit pants back up and hurried back home. This happened almost every week; whenever I heard my Dad snoring and it was real late I would make the fuck dash. Sometimes Matthew did or would not answer so I would stroll along the bike path hoping to find someone; but never did and went home unfulfilled. One night while walking. "As he drops to his knees capturing my nether lips. God his tongue his mouth can do wonders. Gripping onto his shoulders trying to keep myself up as wave after wave or orgasms rushes though me. "Don't stop.....please don't stop."Panting as I fall, he catches me, twirling our tongues, tasting myself on his yummy tongue. Plunging himself deep inside me. Digging my nails in and dragging them down his chest. Leaning back he goes deeper grasping my ass. Picking us up, my back against the wall, my.