Sally’s mouth was stretched wide, as her tongue flicked over the purple head of my cock, her left hand stroking my hard flesh up and down, her saliv...a lubricating me. Her head bobbed from my cock to Mike’s, a young black man, who she had been dating for several months. Her right hand masturbating him, his fully erect cock was a little longer than mine, but not quite as thick. The contrast between the two of us seemed to add to the erotic moment I know I was enjoying.Behind me I could feel. . 15 minutes”.You hang up. Slipping my phone into my chinos back-pocket, I finish the coffee, and hurry out of the café and across the road into the store. Muzak and the perfume counter assail me as I enter and head up the escalator to menswear… I do one circuit of the floor, and can’t see you. I’m asked whether I “need help” several times, and decline politely each time... Phone rings again and I fumble it from my pocket… “Need help?" giggling, "Fitting Rooms, third door along, quick” Passing. Saturday morning found Hanna sleeping in with me lazing around the house. I brought breakfast to her in bed: a bagel with cream cheese and some fresh berries. I drank coffee at the edge of the bed while she ate.“Cal, you’re so sweet. Thank you for letting me sleep in. I’ve been bushed all week,” she said.“What time do they need to be picked up?” I asked.“We should be fine if we head out around 4. Their flight gets in around 4:45 or so. She sent me the itinerary. Where’s my phone?”I. Tracy had on nothing but a white t-shirt and tight green short-shorts. Her firm tits were clearly noticeable through the tight-fitting shirt.Amy’s eyes were briefly drawn to a tiny, glistening silver dot above Tracy’s upper right lip. Turns out she had a lip piercing too.“Hi, sexy,” said Tracy, smiling mischievously. “How was grocery shopping?”“It– it was great, Tracy,” stuttered Amy, glaring at her roommate uncomfortably. She gingerly walked into the apartment as Tracy closed the door behind.