I hadn’t seen him in years, and the last time I had, he looked so much different. Seeing him in the flesh, no longer thick and nerdy-looking, but toned and gorgeous and smiling a million-watt smile at me, I was awe-struck. He had found me, in my own building, and was standing in front of my mail box, and all I could do was leap into his arms, squealing. That gigantic hug turned into gentle, friendly kisses on the cheeks, then the lips, and before we could help ourselves, our tongues were clashing and our bodies were grinding. He grabbed my keys from my hand, carrying me to my door. He fumbled for a second, but got the keys into the door and turned the knob just as my hands snaked down the back of his shirt and started lifting it.
We didn’t make it past the door. We shut it and he slammed me hard up against it. His left hand held me about the waist as his right worked its way to my left breast. He felt so good wrapped around me, and I just wanted him. I nibbled his neck, and that was all she wrote, where clothes were concerned. They were ripped off our bodies simultaneously, and we were back in each others arms, pinned to the door again. I could feel his cock throbbing and pulsing just under my ass, and I ground down, pressing it up against his belly between us. I continued to grind as our mouths worked furiously. Then, all of a sudden, it slid up inside of me on one of my grinds, and I gasped at how full I suddenly felt. I fucked him for all I was worth, and his fingers made it all the better by exploring my nipples and ass hole.
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