Masturbates Motel Ep2 “First you dream, Then you die.“ - Sex Stories

Masturbates Motel Ep2 “First you dream, Then you die.“

... “Last night.” “Where? What house?” “Oh, the house here at the motel.” “Oh, so you bought the motel?” Another girl chimed in “Are you actually living here or are you guys just flipping it.” “We’re not flipping.” “Do you have any brothers?” another asked. “An older brother, but he doesn’t live here, just me and my dad.” The cute blonde asked him, “Do you have a girlfriend?” He paused and said, “…No.” Just then a convertible cranking music pulled up with a hot blonde who asked, “Want a ride?” The girls all started to get in when the dirty blonde cutie told Nathan, “Oh, you got to, it’s amazing. Come with us.” “Come on.” She said as she guided him. He stepped in to the backseat and sat down on the left side. She followed him. She lifted her sleek leg up into the car. She wore black pants, a dark green stylish top and a green jacket. Her hair was straight, down to her chest and her smile was amazing. She sat on his lap and laughed, “Am I too heavy.” Nathan replied softly, ”No you’re fine.” Before everyone was in She took his phone snapped a picture of herself and put her number into his phone. “Bradley Martin. You have any questions at school you call me, okay.” Nathan smiled, “Thanks!” At school he kept mostly to himself. When in English class he saw Bradley again for the first time. He stared at her discretely from afar. Before he knew it the bell rand and it was time for his last class. He wanted to follow Bradley, but Miss Watson asked Nathan to stay after. “Nathan, can I ...

... talk to you a minute?” “Sure.” Nathan said. “I’ll be your advisor here so I’ve been looking over your school records and your test scores are amazing, but your grades no much up with them. That’s a shame. Why do you think that is Nathan?” “We move a lot.” Nathan said. “Yeah I think it might be a good idea while you’re here to try and put down some roots. You know, get involved. Join a sports team.” “I don’t play any sports. My dad never really liked them.” “What about track?” She smiled and said,”You look like a runner. Ever do any running.” Nathan was quick to say “Not as a sport, no.” She laughed, “Well, track tryouts are today. Why don’t you talk to coach Carpenter after school. I’ll tell him you’re coming down.” He thought for a second. “Okay.” Smiled then grabbed his things to leave, but just then Miss Watson put her hand on his. “Nathan…” She breathed “I see you lost your mother recently. I know how hard that must be. So please know you can come to me if you have any issues or questions about anything, because I’m here for you.” He became uneasy. “I have to go now.” Later at home he walked in after dark. His father, John was sitting at the table. “Wow dinner smells great dad.” Nathan gave him a hug. He put his jacket and stuff down and sat down the chair adjacent to him. “I’ve been waiting for you.” He said. “I stayed after school to try out for the track team.” “Oh, the track team.” “Well it was Miss Watson’s idea.” “Who is Miss Watson?” “My Language arts teacher. She ...