His black rimmed glasses slid halfway down his nose as he used his finger to push them back up into place.“Don’t worry Roger, I won’t bite.”Re...luctantly he got on to the bed and lay down next to me.“So how many girlfriends have you had?”“Well…to be honest none.”“So you like to just date then. You’re not really into commitments at all?”“Ha-ha I wish I could say that but no. I actually haven’t really been on a date.”“Really?”“Yeah. This is actually the first time I’ve even been inside a girls. With a groan, the bronze and steel machine came to a halt. The screech of brakes and the hiss of steam filled the air, pulling Walter from his reading. A brief glance around revealed that the train had pulled into a station, the sign posts declaring it to be Southern Salvil. The young man pulled an almanac from the pocket of his black jacket and flipped through the pages. After a minute or so, he found what he was looking for. Southern Salvil, the book read, 222 km from Rutro.Walter placed the. The way he could make me feel, my body trembled and ached for it. I seemed to crave those feelings again, him pleasuring me, and I wanted to pleasure him too. The next day, I got home from work to find Steven over and playing video games with my son. I could feel my brain tingle, my pulse race and my cock twitch and swell. When he saw me, and no one was looking, he gave me a shy, sly smile. I didn’t want to want him so bad and would have never imagined it or made the first move, but now there. I had a perfect view of the two lovers, I only wondered if they would fuck here on the patio, or move upstairs…Will stood up next to Heather, his groin was at my wife's eye level. He turned slightly to her, Heather placed a hand on his shorts and rubbed his cock through the material. Will drew in a breath, then grabbed her hand and pulled her up. They walked toward the stairs leading to our bedroom. I followed them.They stood next to the bed and kissed passionately. Their hands roamed freely on.