I walked at a faster pace than normal. Sex I had forgot to this time. In response to him pushing My lips opened and wrapped around his cock. I didn’t have time to dwell on this as he lifted my legs up and rested them on his chest. He used his rough, manly hands to grope and caress my ass cheeks. In all honesty at this point I was questioning my self, this is properly scary and if I could have had a way out I would have taken it. Unbeknownst to myself at this stage Joe had positioned himself so his head was level to my ass. But not even a “no, sorry” was muttered, I carried on to my car. Conversation flowed. Or when he followed me into the block of flats and up the stairs to mine. I was a little disgusted that even after a shower he was still mucky, but I didn’t feel I could judge. His rough hand grabbed it, he had a firm grip, not gentle like most the guys I have had before if felt as though he was grabbing it to hold on to me, to stop me running away.
