He was about my height but somewhat muscular and fit. He spread his legs slightly and I knelt between his knees. “Don’t sweat it, I don’t mind” I said relishing the feeling of his cock hardening in my hand as I lathered his heavy balls with my other. For reasons I don’t fully understand I began to fantasize about my mother… Spent and conflicted and mumbling about his clean genitals and thanking me profusely… We’re gonna get along great I can tell. He started when my finger brushed his anus. He was about my height but somewhat muscular and fit. Was he going to fuck me? I’m Jacob!” He said trying to wave at me through a tangle of straps to his numerous duffles, backpacks and totes. Involuntarily thrusting his hips to my hands. I began thinking of the shower, and Jacob laying there with his big dick in his hand. Her hands sliding gently down my back to squeeze my butt firmly. I’m a short 5’9” and a bit of a slouch, so I come across as very short.
