It happened very slowly, not being one to jump in head first after my first disaster, but when we did eventually connect with that first kiss… well,...fantastic would be the only way to describe it. Our lips softly brushed together, barely connecting as they attempted to get the moves down and when I took her into my arms, she didn’t attempt to push me away, instead she leaned into me closer, allowing my tongue to dance gracefully with hers. Christina knew what I was afraid of, softly whispering. He was pumping his cock in my mouth for what seemed like forever (probably only a minute) before he held my head all the way down and began moaning and then started cumming in my mouth. I was not expecting this warm gooey liquid squirting into my mouth, so I started gagging but he told me to swallow it. It had a weird taste to it, a little salty but not over powering. I actually enjoyed the taste of it. He squeezed the rest out of his cock into my mouth and pulled his softening cock out. I lick. Now only if I were rich so I wouldn’t have to that wretched place McDade’s Hardware. I leaned over and traced her cheeks with my fingertips. As I sighed, I started thinking, why was I not in love with this gorgeous woman? Why on earth would I be curious about sleeping with another man? That’s right, even with a gift from God like this one I was bi-curious. It started when I was a freshman in college, playing ball then showering with other men, I thought it was just a phase, my college counselor. ” I did. She moved the chair up to my bottom. She grabbed my heels and folded my knees so my feet were on the front of the seat of the chair, raising my ass up off of the hardwood parquet floor. “Stroke your cock for me and let me know when you are ready to cum.” Folded in two, wiped her juice from the floor onto my rigid cock and began stroking it. I had never stroked myself like this. My cock was pointing at my face. I felt her legs spread to the outside of my hips and she was running.