I Cum To London 2

After showering, Paul and I got dressed, and he took me out to a Caf?hat he likes. Once there we sat outside so that we could smoke, we both ordered coffee and a pastry.

“What would you like to do while you’re here?” Paul asks

“You.” I answer with a smile.

Paul just chuckles, “Well that’s a given, what else?”

“I don’t know we’re in your town, you lead the way”

By this time our coffee and pastries have arrived. We both drank our coffee and nibbled at our pastries, in veritable silence. It felt odd, since in the last 2 years we’d talked about everything, and there were never those types of uncomfortable silences. I don’t know what Paul was thinking about, but I was beginning to wonder if we’d talked about so much that we had nothing left to say.

Still sitting there we both picked up our cigarettes and lit up. I looked over and smiled at him, lighting up was a little joke we had when we used to cyber, like we were really having an after sex smoke.

I started to laugh and Paul did also, that seemed to break the ice, and we wound up sitting at the Caf?alking and laughing together for a few hours.

After about 4 cups of coffee each, we decided to just walk around. I had brought my digital camera and was snapping pictures of his sexiness like it could take them home add water and grow another Paul.

At this time it had started getting dark, we were walking hand in hand, Paul telling me about this place and that. We had stopped walking and sat down on a bench, we start a serious round of making out. I could feel Paul was getting hard and though I didn’t know where we were, nothing looked the same as where he lived.

I spotted a dark alley across the way from us, and doing something that is not in my nature, I grabbed Paul’s hand and pulled him toward the alley. Pushing him to the back of the alley where we (hopeful) wouldn’t be seen, I started unbuttoning and unzipping Paul’s jeans.

“Joy, what are you doing?”

Crouching down I took the head of his cock in my mouth, sucking and licking his cockhead.

“gggrrraaahhhh”

Paul made a growling sound, threading his fingers into my hair, and thrusting is engorged penis further into my mouth. I continued to pump my mouth up and down on his yummy cock. I kept on sucking, getting faster and faster, licking his cockhead on every 3rd or 4th upward stroke.