I reach in and release your cock and you sigh. I give it a couple of long slow strokes, from base to tip and marvel at how warm and silky the skin is,...yet how hard you are. It grows another couple of inches in my hand and a small drop of pre cum shows on the head of your reddened crown; I quickly lick it off and moan at your flavor. It’s more addicting than chocolate. I release your cock and I work your pants down, and they soon follow the shirt to the ground. My fingers roam over your hips to. The same thing applies when I’m dressed as Suzynobody suspects I’m really a guy, and I am totally‘passable’ when walking down the streets of aneighbouring town or out of an evening like tonight,and looking for some adult fun. So you can imagine howpleased I felt one day, when a researcher stopped meand asked me about the screening care offered to womenby the Health Service, regarding breast cancer! If onlythe woman actually knew what was dangling freelyunderneath my. As we talked, I noticed the feelings I'd had for her years ago were quickly coming back. I had always liked her and she had been very sexy and playful. I thought for a while we were going to be a couple, but it just wasn't in the cards then. But those same old feelings began to creep back up on me now. I had a suspicion that Kelly was feeling it too, because her demeanor toward me changed even as we talked. At the bus stop, when I first approached her, she was guarded and even in protection. I got up and ran home.I went to the bathroom to pee and found my panties were wet, but not from pee. I was leaking liquid from my pussy. I started to get mad because John had taken pictures of me naked, but I kept thinking about Matt’s cock and what he had said about wanting to fuck me. I even thought about Ricky and Tommy's cocks. Plus, I thought about John’s cock. The next thing I know my panties are wet again and I had to change them. Later that night I woke up after dreaming about cocks and.