I stayed on the chaise lounge and watched as he swam a few laps, his dark skin glistening in the sun, and his back and shoulder muscles rippling as he stroked from one end of the pool to the other. He flashed another toothy grin and said, “Sure. We moved over to the counter a few feet away from the stove and he nudged his hips forward, rubbing his thigh against the top of my vagina, and slipping his leg further between my legs. “Oh….my….God….yes….right there…..yes….unh….unh….shit, that feels good ….unh …unh ….Oh, my God, I’m cumming…..aaahhhhhhh ….”
Jeremy kept squeezing my tits and sucking my nipples as he pounded his stiff rod between my legs. Then he laughed and said, “Thanks for making me feel welcome.”
Just about then the timer rang, which meant the pasta was ready. He said he was heading inside, as well, and we both got up and walked the 20 yards toward our apartments. As I unlocked my apartment door, I felt Jeremy close behind me…almost rubbing his wet trunks and dangling dick against my ass cheeks. We had met a few of our neighbors, but between classes on campus, studying, and my part-time summer job in the evenings, I was a bit of a loner and had no problem with Rick traveling as much as he did.
