I was unimpressed with school and more concerned with being around friends, but at the time I didn’t have a steady girl friend. I had always been ab...le to get a girl, and I had had several girl friends over the years, but being a rather shy young man, I was still a virgin, but that was all about to change.As I said, I was spending a lot of time at the game room near school during the day and had started to become good friends with a man that ran the game room, and for this story, I will refer to. Long, dark hair, tight jeans, just the barest of tops to keep her modest. She was smoking a cigarette, waving at the cars passing by. Once in a while, she’d look my way.’ I listened to him, watching his face, remaining silent. ‘I’ll never . . . I’ll never understand why, but I rolled down the window. I didn’t say anything. But she noticed. Boy, did she notice! She was over there in a flash! She looked . . . so pretty, but so . . . desperate.’ Ian sighed again, smoked his cigarette, flicked off. They want to sink deeper and deeper into the armrest. You don’t want to move them, but even if you did, you don’t know if you could.” My arms were heavy, and, no, I didn’t want to move them, but I’m sure I could; I just didn’t want to. She let me open my eyes.“Walk me through your nightly routine. What do you do when you get ready for bed?”I went through the list: brush my teeth, undress, turn on the fan, turn off the lights—and then, without realizing what I was doing, in the very same tone of. I could see her skin glisten a little and goose bumps wracked her skin. I bent over and planted kisses down her back as I continued to pound her tight pussy. This sent off a series of convulsions as Danielle shivered beneath me and came hard again, her pussy tightening hard around my cock. Finally she turned her head back for a kiss and the two of us made out passionately. Our tongues danced, and every time my cock hit its mark at her cervix I felt a moan echo through the kiss. One of her hands.