So without asking, i just went ahead and done them! After about an hour of massaging and talking, she asked me if i wanted to take a stroll down the b...each. so i did so! When we got there, it was rather busy, packed with people. So we decided to try and find a nice quiet spot of our own. We eventually came to a secluded part of the beach, where the water was kissing the beach really nicely. "This is perfect" she said. No one else was there, and we sat next to each other looking out at the sea,. Petre had to hate her and leave here feeling absolute revulsion for her. If he didnt, he would return again and again until Stefan put a stop to it – permanently. She no longer cared for Petre, but she still didnt want to see him hurt. Having made up her mind on her course of action, she said, Petre you dont seem to understand. Stefan is now my lover and I am his mistress. I am completely his body, mind, and soul. Besides, Petre, he is a man so much more of a man than youll ever be. Kneeling. Has it been that long already? That must be at least 10 minutes now. I am lost in this cock.But I have a slight problem of my own right now. All this action is getting me really hot, and I wasn’t really planning on anything other than drinking your juice, but my pants are bursting right now, and I can’t really ignore it. I stop what I’m doing, noticing your disappointed reaction, I try to act quickly so I can get back to it.I stand up and fumble at my waist to undo my pants. I. We've talked a couple times since then. He has offered to help me get up to speed at inside linebacker if I go to Penn State." Cool!" I said.Ed asked, "Who's Pete Klein?" You met him last Saturday night. You know, number 53. He stopped to talk to me when warm-ups were over before the game," I said."Him? He's good. I couldn't believe some of the tackles he made in the game." Ed said. Ed and I went on to talk about the Michigan/Penn State game for the rest of our lunch period. Our friends.