We got back to mine where I poured us both a drink of wine and sat on my bed, just chatting for a bit about each other. Turns out she had only turned ...8 that day and that she hadn't told anyone at all that she was bi. I leant forward and started kissing her, straight away she was pushing her tongue into my mouth, my god I wanted her so much at that point. She looked younger then 18 and I couldn't wait to get her clothes off and see her body. I slid my hand up her thigh, squeezing it gently to. I opened it up and flicked through a few of the pages trying to read the little blocks of writing to see if I could follow a story until I saw an older man with a young schoolgirl . The man was naked and she was on her knees in front of him with her school blouse opened to reveal her tiny titties in her bra. The next picture was her with his cock in her mouth. This was a bigger turn in than anything else I had seen and before I knew it I had my hand in my trousers touching myself. I caught. It was a distinct masculine scent, with a familiar hint of pine. I pulled my head up for air and started stroking the top of his cock, using his precum as lube. As I tried to catch my breath I ran my tongue up and down his shaft. I used my other hand to play with his balls. Lust was the only thing on my mind, I was ravenously horny and enjoying working over this nice big cock on such a sexy man. Which is why when John stopped me and told me to climb onto the bed I still ran my tongue up his. The Salad bowl was in the middle of the table, and he served her. "The lasagna will take another 20 minutes, he said, so we might as wellget started on the shrimp cocktail and the salad. Whoops! I almostforgot something." Henry went to the refrigerator, pulled out a bottleof Mumm's Brut Champagne, took it over the sink and expertly popped thecrock without it overflowing or spilling a drop. Now he sat down, andsaid, "Let's get started!" She sampled the Shrimp Cocktail, she noticethat the.