A third…..a fourth.By this time the fingers of my left hand were massaging sensuously through his hair, against his scalp and as my lips alighted on...his for a sixth time I felt sure he’d started to respond.It was almost intangible at first, little more than a slight parting of his lips. I pressed on giving him several more light pecks before moving my lips more firmly against his where, still putting the fingers of my hand in his hair to good use, I held him there as I probed his lips with the. I half expectedthe familiar clumsy nudging of a cock near my pussy,but I felt what I now know was his tongue. Oh my god Ihad never felt anything like it. Both my hands wentdown and grabbed the back of his head and pulled himinto me, and firework went off in my head. I though sexwith Peter was good but this was amazing. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better hepulled away and before I could even think what washappening I felt him slide into me. I had never been sowet. He went. John couldn’t take his eyes off Joyce all night and he followed her around the whole evening like a puppy dog learning to heel. Joyce seemed to like John as well and she invited John to an upcoming student performance of Swan Lake where she and Stephanie would be in the Corps de Ballet. The only problem John could see was Joyce’s age. During the conversation it turned out Joyce was only sixteen-years-old and Stephanie her friend was only slightly older at eighteen. John was almost twenty-four. She was thinking all sorts of wild thoughts. If all he wanted to do was fuck her, that would be fine. But that's what they always did, and she was kind of hoping for something a little different, something she had never done before.Dan pushed her forward into the bedroom and closed the door behind them."Don't be afraid. Nothing I do will hurt you."Ruth stumbled backward away from him."I'm so glad you decided to listen to the tapes with me," Dan continued. "A young woman of your intelligence, of.