Bruce took me to the living room, and shut the door behind her. She sat next to me and put her hand on my knee. “I’ve had quite a few older men,... but they were not very sensual or considerate, which is why I divorced Bruce’s dad. I haven’t had a man for a long time. She glared at me. I became very aroused by her comments and my manhood started to grow. She continued, “I must say I do love a nice hard cock. I need a male thrust in my pussy at least a couple of times a week. She leaned. All that could stay in her head was the forfeited plans for the night.It had been all so clear, so anticipated. The picture in her mind was that of all she had planned to do with him, for him. And, of course, his reaction to it. The much needed pleasure that surely would be rewarded back to her.Those warm thoughts, starting in a hazy little dream world then trickling down to her body, easily brushed aside all other intentions. Soon her book lay forgotten, her hands choosing instead to take. I had spent the weekend at Eva’s and I was pretty sure she would have some questions about what we did. "Hi Sasha, can I talk to you quickly?" Eva asks shyly.“Sure." I walk to my locker and start changing. I was pretty late to class and was sure I could flirt my way out of it. “What do you want to talk about?" I asked though I knew already.“Saturday night. First can I say that there was quite a bit of drinking and some things probably shouldn’t have happened. Not that it wasn’t one of the best. Vlug sluit ik mijn mond rondhaar rechter tepel. Mijn linkerhand speelt met haar linker borst en mijnrechterhand streelt haar rechter borst. Vol overgave doe ik mijn werk.Wisselend neem ik haar rechter en linker tepel in mijn mond. Zuigend enlikkend bewerk ik haar tepels. Haar ademhaling gaat hortend.Maar dan onverwachts krijg ik een zet en staat zij op. Ik val met eensmak van haar af.'Kleed mij verder uit, Justin.'Een voor een trek ik haar laarzen uit. En ook de zwarte pantykousjes.Met.