She told me that I smelt nice and I told her that I was not wearing any after shave, it must be my deodorant, she said no, it was not that, it was som...ething else so I put it down to my shower gel and left it at that. As we got up to leave, we discussed that the next play school meeting would be the last for the summer when she said that she was going to be sad not to see me and she then shocked me by saying that she had hoped we could take our friendship to a higher level. I said that if she. He was in his late twenties or early thirties, tall and ruggedly handsome. He say the items on the counter top. I scanned the items and looked at the register.“Twenty-one thirty three,” I said.He fished in his billfold looking for a credit card.“Can you hang on a minute?” he inquired, “I think I left my card in the car.”He darted out the door and towards his car.He stepped back into the store and handed me his credit card. I glanced at his left hand for a ring. No ring. Yes!I slid his credit. That's when I figured out what was wrong with our whole relationship; everything was so efficient, so...let's-get-the-job-done.I tried to explain to him about my G-Spot once. I even offered to show him exactly where it was--right behind my clit. Easy to find, if you're paying the slightest bit of attention. Once I tried to guide his finger to the spot so he'd be able to find it later with his cock. I know now that I fell in love with his cock; it was just the right size and shape to hit the. I think about how I want this thickness inside me giving me pleasure. I am already anticipating riding this cock until it empties its load inside me. I go back and forth on him, my tongue swerving around his head and taking him in deeper. I play with his balls and run my hand behind him and grab his ass. As I fuck him with my mouth I grab his ass and slide my hands around him. I can feel him about to cum but he pulls me away. Not yet, his eyes say. I stand up and he picks me up. He carries me.