The week passed slowly ... and finally on Monday the postman arrived with a package.Impatience ate at me, but the workplace was not the place to open ...it,I put it under the table, and tried to do my thing, but it was impossible for me,from time to time he looked at the cardboard box, very discreet, of which no one could suspect.So on a break, I took the package and camouflaged it as I could with the jacket and went to the bathroom, closed the door and opened it,After removing all the wrapping. I need you inside me. You have started a fire that cannot be sated by touch alone. Suddenly, your touch is gone, and I whimper, only to gasp and groan as you slide your member into me quickly. You stay still, allowing me to adjust and I am grateful that you love me enough to take everything slower than you want to. You rain little kisses on my back as you slowly pull back until you almost leave me, then quickly you push back in, causing a cry of pleasure to escape my lips. You continue to do. I never expected her to agree to it, but it is surprising what alcohol and hormones can do.One Saturday night, Carley and I went over to my friend Ryan’s apartment to hang out. The night started with some boxed wine and a deck of cards. After an hour playing a drinking game Ryan invented, we were getting drunk. Pretty soon the drinking game turned into strip poker. Now, Carley isn’t the greatest at poker, and it was showing. In about half an hour Carley was down to her underwear. Ryan and I. So I set up for round two by climbing on top of you, as you wrap your legs around and your arms around my head, I grab your neck lightly, as I slide all 9 inches of my dick inside of your dripping wet pussy, starting slow at first as your still coming down from your last orgasm, not even three strokes in and your already begging me to stroke you deeper, harder, faster, with no need to be asked twice, I drive myself deep inside you fucking you like a man possessed, sucking, kissing, licking,.