I didn't date, you see. My relationship with Chelsea had given me some confidence about certain aspects of, well, being a boyfriend, but not the initi...al approach and I didn't go many places where I might have met girls around my own age that I might have been interested in.One day, I got in from College – day release, you see – a business degree doesn't qualify anyone as a tradesman; examinations had to be passed. One day a week I spent in college, learning about the science behind my chosen. He began groaning, almost pleading, “Oh yes – don’t stop – please don’t stop,” he stuttered, in-between short, sharp breaths, “That’s so good – please don’t stop.”Now lying back against the pillow, his face and chest were now flushed and his body began shuddering and shaking. He was panting for breath, my face buried in his pubic hair and his cock deep inside my throat. His anus gripped my finger as it still played across his prostate. Then, as I lifted my mouth briefly from my deep-throating. After paying $500,000, he takes it out for a spin and stops at a red light. While waiting for the light to change, an frail looking old man on a yellow moped pulls up next to him. The old man looks over at the Ferrari and asks, “What kind of car ya’ got there, Sonny?”The young man replies, “A Ferrari GTO. It cost half a million dollars!”“Wheeewee ... that’s a lot of money,” says the old man as he tucks his thumbs up against his suspenders. “Why does it cost so much?”“Because this car can do up. "Anything?" she asked. "Anything" I said. "Then I have a treat for both of us" she said and , getting off, me she turned to face my feet. She squatted down on me and guided my stiff prick into her arse. The sensation was glorious. I reached around her and cupped one breast and sought her clit with my other hand. Marika spread my legs and dipped her fingers into her cunt. Her now slippery fingers massaged my hole and then, as she slowly rose and fell on my prick, she eased her fingers into my.