I live alone." He smiled, and then sipped what was left of his coffee and then set the cup down on the table between us.That was the crux of the matte...r! Was I going to go through with this? Or wasn't I?David had a very nice house. It was secluded, as he had indicated earlier. He gave me a tour. We eventually ended up back in his large, and nicely decorated living room, with one entire wall made of glass, allowing you to see out into a nicely kept garden area of bushes and flowers and trees.We. Unless he wanted to pull over, he had no choice but obey and take what I was giving him.All he did is move his hips up to allow me easier access and said, “Oh boy,” with a chuckle. I deftly poked his little man through the flaps in his underwear and gently stroked him. I rubbed his soft foreskin against my cheek and lips and kissed him. Then, rubbing his pelvic bone above his cock with my hand, I licked him from balls to tip. He was musky and sweaty from being confined in his pants all day,. Maybe there are no words, because assigning them to what we’ll never fully understand would be an attempt to bring it down to a level too basic, too fragile, and attempts to keep scratching its surface would only crack it open. I don't try to question how any of us meet and come together as something much more than drifting strangers or close friends, or as two that seem to know every instinct and mood of the other on a level growing deeper with each passing day. I don't question the way you. Undignified maybe, but the situation was desperate.Looking them over, we had two exemplars and a brick. I was fairly surethat Cassie, who had managed to sandwich herself between Jules and Tim,had a 'thing' going for Tim, and seeing Jules looking a bit forlorn, Idecided to cheer him up. Sidling my way up beside my target, I hungonto Jules's arm so that my titty was once again pressing gently intoit, (well, it worked before didn't it.) Gradually working my way aroundto introducing the idea, it.