The little spoon by the side of the saucer makes another darker spot on the tablecloth as one more drip of tea falls and the teapot gives out its last final blast of steam. Across the table lies an empty space where the person he is waiting for should be sitting, ‘late again’ thinks Adam the main person involved in this tale. He remembers the first time that he and the woman he is waiting for had come to this cafe for a cup of tea and coffee, and the spark that he had felt on that first meeting. The first meeting, when he had come to this arranged meeting place with little hope of finding true love but had left with that one first spark of what would finally come to pass. The back story From a very early age Adam Abeles knew that he was going to one day settle down and find a nice homely woman, just like his dad had told him he had done when he first found with his mother. Thirty five years his mother and father had lived happily together as husband and wife and they had kept a happy and full of love house for their only son Adam. Every day they would whisper sweet nothings to each other and love was ever part of everything they did. That was until the day that Adams father had passed away. After that his mother had vowed never to love another like the way she had loved Adams father and until her dying day she never had another love other than the love she had always had for her son. Though his father died when he was only seventeen, Adam had always still longed to have the same type of relationship with a woman that his parents had had. The odd occasional relationship had happened up until the age of twenty five but nothing that he could have ever seen lasting more than a couple of months. On a cloudy day at his local seaside promenade he was to meet a girl named Mandy. She would be meeting him close to the lighthouse and would be wearing a blue dress, he knew what she big cock looked like from a picture that one of his girl friend’s had of her and was hoping that she was not going to turn out to be twenty years older than the twenty six she had said she was. While strolling down the promenade to the lighthouse Adam looked up at the strange purple and green sky, there seemed an alien feel to it as the edge of the cloud formation swirled and took funny peculiar shapes. It was a warm summer’s day and apart from the talk of a lunar eclipse there was nothing else different about the day than any other of the days before it, well apart from the strange clouds. He did not hear the faint footsteps of someone coming in the opposite direction until it was too late and the woman’s hand came out to steady herself as she realised herself that Adam was about to come crashing into her. The flash of light shone as bright as a million suns and just as hot, feelings of his body being catapulted through the air were the last things Adam could, or ever did remember of that day. He woke up in the hospital two days later with a heavily bandaged hand and a ringing in his ears that lasted for nearly two months. The doctors had told him that he had been a very lucky man, lucky that he had survived a lightning strike with only a scarred hand and not been killed. The only reason they could explain that he had come out so lightly injured was because of the woman that had been struck by the lightning bolt at the same time. She too had received a large burn to her hand that would leave a nasty scar and she too had been lucky that Adam had also held out his hand at the exact same moment to catch her from falling into him. The electricity had passed equally between them as their hands touched, ‘a japanese one in a hundred million chance...and completely unexpected weather ‘ the doctor had told him as they give him the all clear to go home. The woman had japan been taken to a different hospital and Adam never got to meet her and thank her for what she had done before he went home. After his chance lightning strike Adam met a nice woman one night a few weeks later while drinking in a pub down his local town with his friends. He had never had a problem in the bedroom department and on their first night together in a sexual encounter he would find that things had slightly improved for the better. His penis had grown by an inch at least since his electric shock asian and his new girlfriend had told him that it was the best night of sex Hardcore she had ever had. I lit another smoke I noticed that the cigarettes were giving me a distinct buzz which sharpened my senses immensely. A virgin, I had actually chosen a virgin without knowing. Becky and Logan both fall into a deep slumber as soon as their heads hit the pillow. I wanted to be squeaky clean for Tom. Just go with it. James' couldn't handle it, and his eyes rolled back big cock in his head as he gripped Lilith's waist tightly. She then pulled her panties down and dropped them on the floor before facing her father in all her naked glory. “The best way to maximize the amount of pleasure you can feel is to mix in a little asian pain for contrast.” I realize out japan of context it wasn’t that impressive or strange, but japanese ever since I met her when we were alone we ended up having sex, and frankly… It felt really right that we could just enjoy an afternoon together as friends, without feeling an obligatory need to feed off of each other’s horniness. I kept thinking about the feeling of my dick sliding inside of her. So wicked. The two of them briskly reenter the home long enough for Savannah to pack some small bags, and then she locked the doors and left. Finally the doorbell rang. "Hello Michael." “You’re probably correct. Milan does as promised, he crawls up to me. I turned my back to me, so Hardcore he pretty much spoons me. He is still naked and his whole body is touching mine. One thing that I had discovered whilst playing with the remote control is that there is a setting where I can have it on gentle vibrate all the time, and have it give me random quick bursts of full throttle. After he closes the door, he bends down to put the key under the flower pot but suddenly hears a voice the startled him.