This should be a good three weeks worth of meals. ‘When it starts to get cold out we can make cauldrons of soup for even more ready-to-thaw meals. S...am and Mom taught me how to make some amazing soups.’ I laughed. ‘My busy beaver. Don’t you ever do anything like a normal person?’ He shrugged and I had to laugh again. I don’t think he was brushing off my question, he genuinely didn’t know the answer. I doubted he could pass even a multiple-choice test on what normal people do. ‘We could have. With each blast of his cock being more intense then the one before it.After a few moments Charlene finally spoke. “Are you still alive?”Steve chuckled, “Yea, still alive.”“Good.” Charlene said. “I hope you liked it.” she continued.“And then some,” Steve replied.“Well have a good night lover,” She said. “You to,” then Steve hung up the phone.Steve’s apartment San Francisco Ca., 5:36 p.m., 16 September.Steve walked into his apartment, tired from the late night and long day of teaching his and. I rolled him over and sat down on his cock and fucked him very slow. First rising up on his cock till the head came to the opening of my pussy and then down again till my ass touched his balls. He rolled me over again and stuck his cock in my pussy. This time he was wanting to cum. His rhythm got faster, his thrust got deeper, and I was starting to cum. As soon as my pussy was wet with my own cum he then started filling it up with his own. As he thrust his cock in deep he would hold it there. He was already oozing precum as I flicked my tongue across the tip. I took another drag, exhaling over his growing cock as I sucked him in. I slid him in and out of my mouth pausing only to take another drag, and suck him back in. It wasn't long before he exploded in my mouth, filling it with his delicious cream. He told me it was the best blow job he ever had. I stood up and excused myself to go to the bathroom. I sat down and peed, thinking about how much I wanted this man. When I came.