We were on our way home, he was driving am Iowa staring out the window when he broke the silence, "Wanna meet my cats", he asked. Eager to do something for the rest of the night I told him yes but things were about to spiral out of control. After about half am hour we ended up sitting on his couch staring into each other's eyes. Next thing I knew he had grabbed my hand and we were asking each other what to do next. That's when the heat of the moment took control of everything else because next thing I knew was we were kissing. Unaware of who kissed who I had wrapped my hands into his hair pulling him closer with each passing second. It was getting hot and heavy him moaning my name and I kept egging him on desperate for more. Next thing I knew we were in his room and I locked the door. Then walking towards him as he sat on his bed I unbuttoned his nice black shirt, then pulled another shirt over his head. Then as I kissed down his neck I pulled his over shirt over his head and pushed him down on the bed kissing down his chest. Surprisingly he took control back and stripped me of my clothes, but before I did the same he pulled a brand new condom out from his wallet, a safety precision that his best friend gave him. Desperate to give him the treatment he needed I threw him back onto the bed and rode him until he couldn't control himself anymore.
