This if the first story on this site, not based on real persons. I hope it will become a longer story about the "evolution" of a relation between a boy (he is 18+ start as virgin) an a older woman (around 30 with a lot of sexual experience). Hope you enjoy it....

Chapter 01

I am Pete, just a boy, nothing special I always thought, just a young boy, I have some good friends, no girlfriend. I think it not because I am bad... I think as myself as decent, although lately I found out that decency is not always needed. I am not sure about everything I think about myself.

It changed since I met Naomie. She is not like me, she is special, and I like her. Why? I do not really know... I cannot not pinpoint it completely. Oh yeah.... she is looking good, not too big... shorter than me, breasts not big... kind of normal, and yes... a nice big ass... firm... I am an ass-man. In general: she is attractive, sexy if she wants. She must be about ten years older than me. Despite the difference in age, she excites me... she is hot in a way, not every woman is. .. Yes, it is important, I like the different sexes: I always dreamed to have a steady relation... complete with the physical stuff, but after Caroline, I lost trust in getting that.

I had my share of girlfriends.... The last was Caroline... just a nice girl: the first girl that I became serious, better say more physical with. I felt up, her breasts and a lot lower, to the point where her legs come together... yes... we really started to fool around... being more intimate and she enjoyed it, it was fun... fun for a short time. It was fun till she opened my jeans, pulled down my boxer short... and saw my dick. She was shocked.... I was too big for her to handle... she said... In a way I can understand... I am bigger shaped than average... longer and thicker...maybe extreme... but I never thought much about it... it would be a problem. Size matters stories say: the reality is kind of different than the stories... I think in my case it became a real issue...

Caroline dumped me because of it.... Most boys brag about their girls...girls also talk between each other about their experiences. I became less interesting for different girls, they don’t wanted date with me, like everybody knew I was a lot bigger shaped than average. .. First, I thought time will solve it...simply tried to find new dates, more effort, more girls, even less sexy girls. Some said yes, we go out few time, and I was dumped after some time, like I was contaminated. After few months full of rejections, I got a different feeling: it was not the girls, it was me.... and that is kind of frustrating: behavior you can change.... the physical stuff is more complicated.

And I tried finding an alternative for girls: believe me, no way.... I can talk long about that, but let’s stay positive.... I not really succeeded. The result: more internet...dirty videos, expensive chat boxes with fake ladies, jacking off more... part because I was horny... part caused by my frustration.

And then.... surprise... I met Naomi... or better she clashed on me during a rainy day.... because I or her not looked out. She looked and behaved as a normal woman, raincoat.... jeans... pumps. Of course, she excused herself, I said sorry...... we joked a bit...... found somewhere the middle who bumped on who, decided it was not s important...and ended in a caf. She sat with me, we just talked about all kind of things and drank a bit. It felt not like two people that meet each other for the first time, we talked like the know each other a long time...like reconnecting after not seeing each other. When the bar closed, it became better: she kissed me friendly on my cheek and -I not awaited that- said she wanted see me again. I am not crazy... did not say no.... we changed phone-numbers and I went happy at my apartment.

Few days later we agreed to meet shortly in a park nearby. She looked totally different.... more sexy. ... when I look back, I can say better: sluttier. First, I thought it was because of the weather, sunny and dry... I now know it was not. She was dressed in a short white dress with a tight skirt, top button open: I could see the top of her bra, something black lacy. We went to a park, we bought some hotdogs and coke, and sat together on the grass. Somehow, I got a view under her skirt... saw her underwear, small... black lacy... same style as her bra. She started slowly eating her hotdog, spilling some sauce. I don’t know why, maybe my dirty mind made a wrong connection, the sausage waked up erotic feelings and caused movement in my jeans, in fact I became really hard. she could not miss the bulge in my jeans... I saw her looking... I felt a embarrassed.

Apparently she was not. “You seem to like me... good...” she said. I blushed, felt trapped, in de same time I became even more harder. That caused a big smile on her face. “Nice.... no need to worry, its natural.... Proofs you are a man......”

I did not know it for sure...... my guts said she did it on purpose, that was the moment that our meeting changed from casual to something else, I did not object. We started talking more about ourselves... about what she did... about what I did. She let me peak under her skirt....and I did... stayed excited all time, I think she was playing with me. We did not stay long together, she had to work.... pity, maybe better. When we said goodbye, I not really controlled myself: I kissed her -not on the cheek... but on mouth- but I wanted more, a lot more.

I walked horny at home to my little apartment. When in I closed the front door, I ran in the toilet, and quickly put my trousers and boxers down.... My dick was fat and standing and i knew what I needed.... like always.... Release. I start jacking of. .. it took not long...... i spurted strong in the toilet... big flocks of white stuff. Ah...that felt better...

I stepped out my shoes and trousers, and looked at myself in the mirror at the wall. I saw the last drops sperm on my softer thing, put it off with some toilet paper. How she would react if she would see like me like this... It was not so important now.... But I worried.... I was afraid it would be same as Caroline...

My mobile gave a beep.... I looked. It was Naomie with a short message. She wrote “I enjoyed you in the park.... and hope you solved your big problem...”

My big problem... i did not understand... I messaged her back:” What you mean, babe?”. Almost at once I received her reaction.... “The problem in your pants, dirty boy... you solved it?” She closed with a smiley and some hearts...

Her straight words surprised me, were not expected.... I did not really want to write her back what I just did... thought about the answer... and smiled when I got something in mind. “Dirty?” I stopped typing.... I tried to decide what more to write... but she was quicker. “Real men are dirty... must work now.” She s me more hearts.

Wow... real men are dirty.... whatever are real men... I put out my shoes, left my jeans and boxer short in the toilet, walked to my living and sat in chair near the computer. The skin of the chair felt good on my ass. I wanted, as I normally do on this time, put on the computer. Normally I look some porn... instead of that I thought of Naomie...the black lacy lingerie: The effect was the same...

Chapter 02

Seven o’clock... my alarm went off... I waked up, touched my dick, hard like every morning.... Ilke always I had a boner. Looking on my phone I saw the app from Naomie. She asked me if I slept well... and asked a picture from me... Again, she surprised me... a picture now, so early?. .. ok...why not...

I quickly made a selfie from myself in bed, and checked if it showed not too much. “I slept good” and send the photo hesitated and wrote “And you?”

She ignored my question “Decent selfie” she put a smiley... “You slept naked?” she asked. In fact, I did this night... normally I slept in my boxers... it ket my sheets cleaner. Hmm....and decent? Was she teasing me? I decided to react short.

“No. And you?”

She not reacted on my words. Only one word she wrote back: “Morning wood?’

Of course I had.... But I not awaited a girl asked me like this... she was blunt, maybe too blunt, but it fitted my mood now... just awake... horny.... It not meant I would confirm I had to her.... “That’s kind of private, intimate...don’t you think?”

“Real men are hard.” Seemed she thought a bit. “Fun... you are shy... I am not.... You are busy this morning.... I like you... want see more of you”

Again.... real men... what she meant.... But ok she wanted see me more... that sounded good, no: was good.... Did she miss me....

“Where?”

“Somewhere private... maybe your place....”

I looked around... I saw my clothes spread in my bedroom... my sheets smelled: I needed to change them.... I realized that I should clean up every my apartment. It was not ready for receiving Naomie... she would have a bad impression of me... “My house is a bit messy.... Maybe yours is better...”

“Messy? Dirty boy.... Ok...my place.... Take the time you need, but not let me wait too long.... “

I took a shower and handled my boner. I dressed in clean clothes. She lived not far from me. I rang her doorbell... took her some time to open. She let me in, I kissed her on her mouth... this time pushed my tongue inside... she not awaited it, but not resisted, even answered a little hungry. I put my hands on her ass... start kneading.... and realized what I did, that I went to fast maybe.... She not stopped me, I did.

She smiled. “... It seems you missed me... I not awaited you so soon, sorry, I am still in my nightgown.... Its better I quickly dress myself. “

I looked at her... she wore something small... thought it’s called a babydoll... that hardly kept her breasts and a small red pantyhose with little hearts. Damned, was she teasing me... not that I objected... i liked her like this. I felt my dick becoming really hard.... I hesitated.... It would be pity if she changed in clothes. “Eh...... If you like you do... but for me its ok what you wear now.... Eh... and you are at home Naomie, so behave like you are at home”

“Hmmm... don’t know. “I felt her hand go down, lightly touch my fly. “Oeps.... What is this”

I blushed.... She caught me again, just like yesterday in the park. “Its.... because of me.... the kiss.... my nightgown.... or still your morning wood...”

My morning wood.... for sure not.... I handled that under the shower...

She put a finger on my lips. “No... don’t answer me sweetie.... I will not take the risk to wash and dress myself now.... I just stay as I am... I like too much to see that bulge in your jeans... it I really big stuff here...”

I did not feel really comfortable... not because I was hard... I really like that feeling... but because she said it was really big... that brought my mind back to the reaction of Caroline... too big for any woman....

“I think you did not had breakfast....” She pointed at a little table in her kitchen. I got the feeling she tried to calm me down.... She knew something disturbed me, but not what...

“Sit.... It’s time for eat.... Eh... maybe I need to explain myself more.... And maybe you too...” She gave me a cup of coffee.... No milk no sugar...looked at me.... “You look like the type for black.”

I nodded... took a nip of the cup... “Eh.... A bit strong.... as it has to be...”

“Real men drink black coffee.... strong...” she said softly. “Eat....” She said opposite to me, legs a little spread.... I looked at her breasts.... She saw me looking... put her shoulders a bit back... my view improved.... She had erect nipples.

“You like to.... eh.... tease me.... and talk eh... very explicit” I said between two bites...

“Not to everybody.... but to real men”

“Real men again... what you have with real men... babe...”

This time she blushed... not much. “Oh... I think you don’t mind me showing off, for sure... you react. But ok... let’s say I am looking for a real man for myself... and I try to find out if you are... eh... my feeling tells me you are.”

“Me?” I not awaited that.

“Yes... Men enough... but not like I want, not real men.... that seems very difficult.... Most men today are kind and considerate... think too much.... I want a man that acts on what he feels. Like I understand it: That is not our culture today. “

“Yeah... life is not as simple as it seems.... I know.... Your real man is if I remember...dirty.... hard... likes black coffee... Think I qualify till now.... what more... eh... wishes my sweety has for her real man...”

“The normal stuff of course...like honesty and trust... no secrecy for each other.... share.... and that goes for both sides... Honesty, trust, sharing sounds easier as it is....”

“Hmm.... that sounds like a steady relation... nothing special... but can be complicated. I see how it worked out -better say not worked out- with some friends...”

“Yeah.... That’s true. Sharing for me also means everything... included the intimate and private stuff. For example... would you show your girl how you pee... or jack off... sharing intimacy is shameless... but ok...

“Sounds a bit dirty.... pee? For me it’s normal between men, but with a girl?” I laughed... “You like to see a man pee...”

“Peeing is biological and intimate... eh... can be dirty fun sometimes... believe me.“ She looked serious at me. “The most important thing about a real man...he behaves basic.... he does not think... act according his instincts... maybe feelings.... Sounds easy too... but is not normal in our culture now...”

I thought a bit. “Acting according my instincts? If I understand what you say.... want... you just are saying: when I am.... eh... in the mood... I do...eh... you... And what about your mood...”

Naomie looked. “Something like that. Eh... today people always think about that the partner... how she feels, what and if she wants. Long time ago that was different... easier. Nice and decent said: a man was horny.... he fucked his woman.... no thinking... no asking... And that’s what I want. I am looking for a basic man: he feels horny, needs release... he takes me... rough and violent if he wants... maybe even force me... how and where is not important. That is a real man... just basic...”

“Serious... looks like you want to be raped....”

“Rape is without consent. Most times I am wet... don’t know why... so no problem... so MY real man can always do me.... I am always ready to submit myself... he has my eh.... permission”

” Hmm... I understand how you think... it is eh.... not really normal.... sounds like a dream to me... I feel flattered that you think about me as a real man... aside from some practical problems.... I am afraid that in reality it not works like this... part because of me.... but most because of you....”

She looked at me.... “I only see one reason it not works: if you don’t want me.... eh...your dick says something else by the way... but ok: if that is so...pity... But If you agree... I don’t understand why it would not work. I understand you are a lot younger than me... maybe have less experience.... must get used... Believe me.... time will solve that...” She realized something. “Ah...wait... you never had a woman... you are a virgin....”

“Oh damn... Naomie... I really want you... even more as your real man....” I sighed deep. “And yes... I fooled around a bit around.... but...I never really....eh... penetrated a girl.... So technically I am a virgin.... and that has a reason... eh... how to say... I have a physical problem... better said... a problem you cannot handle... sorry”

“Wow.... That sounds like fun... a problem I cannot handle. Till now I handled all man... so I think I can handle you too” She stood up, scratched between her legs. “Oeps... sorry, its itching. Ok cutie.... you are still hard?”

I nodded.... “That’s me.... sorry.”

“Sorry? Real men are hard... remember? It means you are not impotent.... You can call it an erection problem... for me it a blessing... I still not understand your doubts. “ She brooded short.

Suddenly her eyes cleared up... like she found the reason. She looked at my crotch... my big bulge... made her lips wet... “Oh no.... serious... it’s not true? I think I understand you.” She smiled. “Let me say, I forgot to tell you some things... sorry. During our first meeting... we talked... like we know each other all life... never had that...and it gave me good feeling. Yesterday I teased you.... made you hard... and saw you have not a small one.... you are really big.... and you kept it up for few hours.... I again got a good feeling about you. Why, I forgot to tell you: my real man must be big. I want feel filled... you know. And then: Last night I dreamed about you during night... and it was not a children’s dream... eh... more hardcore they call it... I orgasmed... crazy... that gave me good feeling for the third time...” She smiled at me... “And now I guess you think I cannot handle your big thing?”

I nodded.

“Based on what? Damn...where you go in... a baby comes out... Moron...”

“Eh... yeah... but I think you are wrong... or maybe not: you can handle me... but it’s not fun... easy... I had a date...about half year ago. She saw my dick... said to me it’s too much for every woman and dumped me because of it.... and after that... no girl wanted me.... thinks she talked about me. You are the first girl that is interested in me.... I like you... really... and... I don’t want to hurt you.”

She was standing, still looking at my crotch... “I think you really have a problem... not according me... according yourself... or that bitch that you dated: she messed you up...” She pointed between her legs. “I had a lot of dicks here... some small...most normal... and a few big ones... all fitted... most gave me fun... especially the big ones...”

I stood up. “I really want you... but I don’t want to hurt you...Naomie.... I think about you... like you...”

I smiled a bit sadly. “Hmm.... i want you to be my real man.... a man that takes me because he is hard.... without thinking how I feel.... and.... that is.... exactly what you do now... sweet.... stupid ” I threw a little kiss at you. “Let us keep it simple... show me what you have hidden in your jeans... it needs more eh... freedom. And let me judge if I can eh.... handle your... how you call it?”

“Eh... normally cock...I think” I stood up, walked to Naomie, sitting in her chair. “Damn Naomie.... look...” I opened my zipper, pulled my cock and balls out of my boxers... a little drop came out the tip....

She looked at my hard big cock, because of precum a bit dirty... maybe she could smell it... she... only licked her lips like she wanted taste it... continued looking... “You are right... it not average... it is I think... fat... dirty... it smells... and it’s not piss...” She touched the dripping top... put the finger in her mouth... “Hmm... taste good... It is a real nice cock... want feel it.”

I awaited a different reaction, something inside me flipped for some reason... i softly pushed the back of head, her face came nearer to my cock.... before I realized I pushed it in her mouth... and she not resisted, started sucking me... not a bit.... but enthusiastic... really good. It looked erotic... her mouth moving. .. I pushed myself more inside her. She touched with one hand my hairy balls... the other disappeared between her leg.

I started moving slowly my cock inside her mouth.... A bit out... and a bit in... It looked like the dirty little films I looked daily on the internet... with sound.... and this time good feeling integrated.... heavy porn... live. I started moving faster... with more force... felt that I pushed more cock inside her mouth... she started breath heavier... started resisting... With two hands I forced her head more forward... my cock went deeper in her mouth... she gagged, than swallowed it somehow... I felt her lips on my unshaved tightening balls... realized how deep I must in my Naomie.... Thinking her name brought me back to reality... to what I was doing: this was not what I had in mind when I put my cock in her mouth.... a nice blowjob... not a brutal fuck of her throat....

At the same time, I felt an enormous orgasm.... I gave a cry from lust... felt a big spurt going directly in her stomach... quickly I pulled my cock back. Ashamed I filled her mouth with my seed.... She was finding her breath back... could not swallow what I put in her mouth.... it dripped out.... I pulled my dick out... big drops of cum fell on her nightgown... I looked... wanted say something... but she stopped me.

“What.... happened... what... you did....” she moaned; her hand was still moving in her little pantyhose... I could hear it... “You... don’t say... anything... your talking will spoil the moment.... hand me my phone....”

I not awaited that... but in silence I did what she asked. My dick was softer now... I was still dropping my stuff on her nightgown... I smelled a heavy scent: my sperm... The atmosphere was changed....

She switched on the front camera... looked at her face... saw the cum on her mouth...dripping...saw the drops on the top of her breasts...big wet spots on her nightgown... “I not awaited this... what a mess you made. You are a real dirty boy you are...but....” She smiled. “Don’t feel guilty and don’t say the word starting with a s... You really took me.... You want I make selfie?”

I only nodded tired... You did not look shocked... offended... you seemed to like what I did... that I lost control... Naomie was still playing with herself.... took pictures from the mess she became.... did nothing to clean herself... just was acting relaxed and calm... although her masturbation got effect...

“What you are thinking.... Dirty boy....” she said softy. “It disturbs you I am fingering myself...”

“Eh.... not really.... In fact, i like seeing it...” I realized I was still standing with my half soft dick outside my trousers.... After just coming really good... I felt becoming excited again....

She pulled down her pantyhose.... I saw one finger deep in your pussy... She saw. “First word you think... cutie”

“Slut!”, I flapped out. The moment I said, I thought... wrong... disrespectful... I wanted make my excuses... she put a finger on my mouth.... the same finger that was just deep in her pussy... I smelled her “Be yourself... cutie... A real man is honest, and that is not always decent. By the way... I think you are right: I behave like a slut... yeah...that is me.” She looked at my dick... laughed. “And how you think to get that big leaking thing... I mean cock... back in your jeans... It is growing hard again....”

I blushed... thought: shit... “Eh.... I don’t know.... babe...” I stuttered.

“Is it always like this... Yeah.... You really have a big fat and dirty one... nice.... Don’t think it will be problem in my pussy.... My ass.... is a different story... eh... but I know what to do about that” She looked serious at me. “Can I ask you a serious question.... A virgin.... eh... that means you help yourself....... daily... or...”

“Eh.... daily....” I hesitated.... “In fact,. .. daily.... and sometimes during night... Eh... why...is that a problem for you...”

“You are a horny bastard... over-sexed.... lucky me... Eh... now I really want you.... as my real man....” She repositioned her pantyhose. “All wet... must take a new one... Eh... what you think...”

I laughed... “You not peed yourself... Naomie... say to me I am a horny bastard... what are you? Whatever, true: it is dirty? And about that what now... eh... you said a real man follows his instinct... his feelings... and if I do... you have big problem. “

Naomie looked at me... “You still not understand it.... You still think too much... If you are my real man... according me, my task is to submit. .. You stop playing with yourself... you play with me, I am your toy... you use me.... when... where... and how you want... as often as you need.... or simply want”

“Hmm... seems you are serious.... Eh.... I try.... ..”

She stood up... she stepped out her wet pantyhose.... and threw it to me with a lot of kisses... “What you want more... cutie”.

I stepped out of jeans, pulled my boxer down... it was sticky from my sperm... I looked at her.... strange... she was really slutty it only her nightie.... A nightie with my sperm spots... “If you don’t mind... without trousers will be.... eh more comfortable... You have a bed somewhere...”

“A bed.... Must be in this direction...” She started walking... wiggled her booty. “What you need a bed for, boy, tired already?” She opened a door and entered the room, stood before a big high bed... smiling and looking at my fat cock...

“Turn around.” I softly said. She simply did. I slipped my hand between her legs... felt her wetness. I put my thumb up to her asshole... pushed, felt resistance.... pushed harder. “You know what will happen now with you Naomie... I will fuck your cunt...” My thumb went inside her ass. “and when I start.... I not will stop...”

“Ah.... You talk too much.... Just do your thing or.... forget about me...” She just kept standing there... pushing her ass more behind on my thumb. She not awaited it, I pulled it out, gave her a big slap on one bullock... she lost balance and felt on the bed. I spreaded her legs with my foot, had a really good view at her cunt and asshole... I slept her different bullock... maybe too hard, I left a red spot on her ass... shit happens... and...

I liked it... the red spot made the more hot...

I pulled her a bit up.... her wet hole in front of my cock... and careful went inside her... “You are tight....”

She moaned.... “No..... ahhhh... you are big....ahhhh...” To my surprise she moved slowly backwards... i saw more cock gliding in.... “Ahhh.... At last.... a dick that I can really feel.... ahhhh... I want all of your fat dirty fucker... slowly.... ahhh... I must get... used.... Long time ago I felt this filled.... Its so good...”

About three quarters of my dick was now inside her.... nice... her nice shaven hairless cunt... compared to my natural state.... She took good care of herself... her asshole was hairless too... and clean. I never took care of me like her... had hair around my cock and balls... that felt more like a man has to be... I rammed the last inches in her.... my scrotum touched her ass... She moaned again.... Her muscles cramped around my dick..... I was complete in her... she was right... could handle me.

She breathed deeply.... damn.... damn... I filled her complete. I slowly start moving... could not withhold myself to beat her bottom again... slapped her hard. She cried...not from pain...it was different.... I felt her cunt cramping... damn... she must orgasming... I felt being in a amateur porn vids I looked... with one difference... I felt it too... and very intense.

“You just came...” I asked. ...and pulled a bit out of her.

“Yeaaah...... so big... thick.... feels so good... want more....” She groaned... trying to take more dick back in her....to

“Quit... babe.... and I already spurted once... I will enjoy you... take my time...”

Despite what I said... she continued pushing backwards, more of my dick inside.... Nice to see and to feel... how she used her ass and cunt.... but not as I felt...wanted... I slapped her ass again. I said “quit... hottie... you make me spurt to fast....”

“I want you to soil my pussy.... aghrrrr... like it you fill me up like the dirty boy you are...”

Somehow, she made me angry. I slapped her again... really hard.... groped her tits and pulled her up... side effect: my cock went in deeper... “Damn.... I decide what you get... and when... not you... slut... don’t even try it....” I felt her nipples were hard... standing... “I want to enjoy your cunt fist.... long time.... don’t worry.... I will sperm you... when... I decide...” I put one nipple between my fingers...pulled it... “How does that feel... sweetie...”

“Auw.... Carefully.... That.... hurts.... a.... lot...”

“That’s what happens when you don’t listen....” I let her nipple loose.... slowly start pulling my dick out of her... and when it was almost out.... rammed it full force in her.... “Or this.... Feels better slut?” At the same moment it said... I knew... it felt better... for me... so much better.... I wanted more like this... and realized it could not take long time up: I would orgasm faster... a lot faster than planned.... Pity... I start fucking her with force....

I felt how she reacted... maybe it was too much... was too painful...for her... and in the same time I excited her more... I felt she started building up to a new orgasm....even more quickly than me... It felt like a sort of race: who arrive first... and she won.. Felt her cramping the second time.... much stronger than the first time... and that pushed me over the edge...

I was ball deep in her when I started spurting in her...three.... four strong ones.... She moaned hard... Her hands on my ass kept me in her. She moved some muscles in her pussy.... got the feeling she started milking me.... pressing all sperm and more out of my cock... in her... I had no power to pull out of her.... That felt so much better as jacking off...

After some time... I became softer... not complete lost my erection. It flopped out. I let myself fall on the bed next to her... kissed her lightly.... “How your.... ex-virgin... did....”

She turned around.... I saw white drops between her legs coming out... “You filled me up so much.... not gave me time to get used.... you was to fast... so rough... feels you wanted to ravage me.... not awaited that... you got me off two times within.... less than five minutes I think.... I had a lot of men... but you...are a pig...” She answered my soft kiss. “Don’t worry... I get used.”

I caressed her breast. “To much? Eh.... lost myself I think.... I am broken....”

She smiled.... “That’s normal... coming two times takes energy... and you not only have a big fat cock.... you also produce a lot of stuff, you know.“ She put a finger between her let, dipped it in her cunt and licked it clean.. “Stuff that tastes good... strong... yeah... or because you are a real man.... You are not average for sure... I guess you jack of a lot.... like a kind of addict... you are a big piece of dirt... or... just have needs.... I think both and I like that...” She felt less exhausted and got up. Ah... you made a mess of me, dirty boy.... I think it is time for a shower.... don’t you think, maybe together if you want....”

She stood up...started walking. One of her qualities was how she moved -more wiggled- her ass, her cunt dripping my stuff... I enjoyed the view... At the same time, I felt tired... comfortable on the bed... relaxing... “I come later” I said.... smiled... because I realized what I said.

I heard she started showering... then lost some time... dozed of I guess