.... even football!!!! reaching halfway we had a small pause to rest from the trip.Trying to be a gentleman I bought her a coffe.She accepted it and g...ave me a kiss to express her thanks.But when she hugged me I got hard on the second!!!the feeling of her tits on my shoulder made me so fucking hot....xxxxxx. She noticed that the same time , it was difficult not to since she was touching me. She took a step back and I made an effort to fix my shoe lashes so that I could hide myself.She started. ’ I couldn’t look at her of course. This was because she was the object of my current crush. It’s so easy to write for someone about whom you harbour deep longing. You write your fantasy image of her, dress her as you would want her to dress, give her words you want her to say. ‘Did I do OK?’ Emily is not the sort to show her need for reassurance and I was momentarily stunned. ‘No.’ ‘No?’ ‘No. OK is a long way short of what you did. You were, are brilliant. You were word perfect and you moved. 'Irene is really good, though. She wraps her long legs around me and she really knows how to move her ass.' Bob stopped typing long enough to free his throbbing erection from the constraints of his undershorts. He leaned back in the swivel chair and held the hard, thick shaft while he reached out with the other hand and continued to type.The little girl behind him rose up on tiptoes to see her teacher's naked tool. Up close it looked even bigger than it had through her peephole. She could see. Would it be ok to moor her here for a few weeks until I decide?” He asked his old friend.“Having trouble letting her go?” Charles laughed good naturedly, “I know the feeling!” he grinned. “I’ll have her secured nice and safely for you” he offered kindly. He waved them goodbye as he left them to settle in to their new ship.John and Alyssa worked quickly to transfer their belongings from the Fool’s Gold to an anti-grav sled that the maintenance teams had left for their use. John wasn’t a hoarder.