When they arrived at his flat Julie was a little surprised that he alighted from the bike without any form of reaction, but understanding dawned on her as she entered the hallway that was covered with bike photos and him holding various cups and medals. Tony laughed off her expressions of awe and waving a hand at the vast living room he invited her to make herself at home. Dumping her helmet, jacket and boots by the door they moved to the open plan kitchen and Tony casually enquired whether she was hungry, and Julie wasn't sure socks whether the rumblings in her tummy were hunger or lust, so she just nodded dumbly. After the simple meal of pasta with a freshly prepared sauce, Julie sat on the comfortable couch, relaxing with a large glass of red wine as Tony continued to captivate her with tales of humour and woe, actually making the corporate world sound interesting. The thing Lesbian that surprised her the most was this man had made no move on her during the last few hours and she wasn't sure whether she was shocked or insulted. Deciding to press the point, she asked Tony pointedly whether he was gay or not and his face creased into a broad smile as he explained that he wasn't but he could read, nodding at her tee shirt. Julie looked down self-consciously and something inside her clicked. Standing up she told Tony it was a silly tee shirt anyway and in one swift movement pulled it over her head revealing her unfettered breasts. Staring deep into his eyes she unclasped her leather trousers and pulling them off along with her knickers stood in front of him naked. Tony sat there for what seemed like an age looking at her body with an appraising eye but with very little emotion crossing his face. Eventually he stood and walked past Julie to the bedroom where he unhooked a robe from behind the door. Tossing it towards Julie he spoke in low and measured tones, "Julie I am not interested in a casual fuck so that you can work out whatever anger issues you have inside you and if you had wanted to get changed you could have used the bathroom." Julie stood dumbstruck, the robe crumpled at her feet, and stared at him as he refilled the glasses and held one out to her with the same smile playing across his lips. Julie bent and puling the robe around her sat on the couch and began to pour out her life to date. Over the next few hours Tony said nothing but just nodded as the hurt and the pain tumbled out as Julie left out no details of her sordid sexual past and to a degree her present. She told him how she would use sex as a way of punishing herself by sleeping with other women at random and the only time she wasn't fucking was when she was either training or working or riding her motorbike. Sometimes she would turn to a man for no other reason than she wanted to feel a real cock inside her, but often would never even bother finding out their name, before or after. She felt safe for the first time in years, she felt his strong arms go round her holding her tightly and as she looked into his eyes she could see there was no condemnation or judgment there. Their lips touched, at first in a gentle kiss of almost friendship, but this quickly ignited the fires of passion and their mouths pressed hard together. Julie felt his hands roaming across her body and she arched towards his firm but gentle touch. He was still clothed as he sank to his knees while she stayed seated on the couch, and a gasp of joy passed her lips as she felt his tongue part her pussy lips. His tongue delicately probed her moist pussy, varying both the intensity of his touch and the areas he licked. As his tongue lapped at her clit she was moaning and pulling at his shirt as blowjob his obviously Cumshots experienced tongue drove her to the heights of orgasm, time after time. Julie pulled him upwards in almost desperation, ripping at the buttons of his shirt and running her hands through the hairs on his chest, bending her head to kiss and lick his nipples. As he stood before her fetish she quickly unzipped him and pulling his trousers and boxers to his ankles she gasped as his hard cock sprang into view. Julie licked delicately at the end of his cock savouring the taste of his precum and loved the velvety feel of his head against her tongue, then with a contented sigh sank her warm wet mouth over his cock. Julie continued to suck in a steady motion cupping his warm balls at the same time until she felt his strong arms lifting her off the couch, meaning she had to break from her sucking for the moment. "Yes, very much." "Then what do you want to talk about?" I learned one thing a while ago, having an orgasm socks while standing up is very difficult, my legs become uncontrollably weak, my body moves in ways I have no influence on, so either the orgasm doesn't come, or I would end up falling down in a lump. After running his thoughts through his head again, he blurted, "Honey, wouldn't it be hot if you ran into Keith again and flirted with him until he got so aroused, he'd want to fuck you right then and there?" "How about you just continue that and I can just sit here and watch." he said. I was nearly in tears at this point, feeling my ass being stretched, my will broken, and my masculinity shattered and lying on the floor somewhere in the back of this woman's SUV. My pretty Lesbian little Abby starts blowjob hanging around me more than her mother after that. I got my pre-order in the mail this morning.” Cumshots She pushed up her glasses and looked at him excitedly. Over the last few months we were talking less and less. “Please release me,” sobbed Nikki quietly, “I promise I won’t say anything.” My Goddess manifested before me. To have a beast like that just fuck her to fuck her and not care about dinners, texts, returned phone calls or any of that bull. “No, no, no, c’mon now. He cried for a couple months straight as Kimmie and I were with him every single day along the way. Jeremy was still assaulting my ass spreading my legs as wide as he could. I stroked her shoulder, warmth filling my chest at the thought of her being fetish uninjured. He made them special for you.” I don’t think there is a prettier natural attraction than watching eleven teen girls in body hugging shirts and painted on mid-thigh spandex shorts. "Linda and I don't 'have sex' together.