I remember how my and my girlfriend would go into the movie theater, sit in the way way back to the left side, I would lower myself in front of her on my knees and would tongue fuck her so hard her face would turn colors. Of course, there was once when she made a noise and everyone looked back at her, my fingers still in her pussy, mouth wide open, hiding the best I could behind the seat in front of us. Damn, those were good times. http://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5661a08605643

Good evening ladies (and gentleman)
 How would you guys like to read a little something-something I wrote a while back? Was that a yeah?
Well here it is...
----A Thousand Miles Away----
“Sexual fantasies? I haven’t heard that one in a while, then again, most people wouldn’t tell you even if they were having a sexual fantasy about you. I guess you are the exception to that rule.” I said with a grin to the person on the other line.
“Yeah, well, I am not ‘Most people’.” She said. You could tell she was blushing even though we were only on the phone. I definitely like where this is leading.
“What did these ‘Sexual fantasies’, involve? I think I have the right to know, considering they were about me.” I said in a deeper voice, enticing her to revisit the thoughts that she was actively trying to push out of her head. With a little giggle, trying to keep quiet knowing everyone else in the house was already asleep and has been for a couple of hours, I whispered “Trust me, I won’t bite.”, making her shiver with excitement.
“Uhh. . . Well. . .” She stuttered, nervous and not wanting to misread the obvious signals I was giving her. “It was just some kissing and cuddling. . . Thats all. . . Yep! Only kissing and cuddling. . .” She said with nervous laughter.
“And?”
“A little bit of grinding. . .”
“Mhmm. . . Well, have you ever had OTHER sexual thoughts about me?” I said teasing her. Already knowing she has, because I have about her as well.
“A couple. . .” She let escape from her mouth ever so softly.
“And what did they involve?”
“Well, they always started out slow, with like gentle kissing and play fighting, then they would increase in speed and get kind of. . . You know. . . Rough.” I shivered at her feelings toward me, confirming the thoughts I had suspected we shared.
“Where have they taken place?”
“One was in a log cabin placed the middle of the woods where no one could intrude.”
“What would you do if we were in a log cabin in the middle of the woods and I gently stroked your face, starting at your temple working my way behind your ear pushing your hair out of the way, running my finger along your jawline, then eventually caressing the underside of your chin pulling it up to let your lips meet mine?” I said slowly allowing her to feel my fingers across her face.
“I-uhhh. . . I have never done anything like this before. . .”
“Is that a bad thing?”
“I guess not.”
“So then I’ll ask you again, what would you do?”