He ran his soapy hands on her body, making sure to get every spot. She could feel the love he had for her in his touch. They both rinsed off and stood...in the shower holding each other and kissing each other. At one point she had looked at him and almost lost her breath. She loved this man so much. And in his eyes, she knew he felt the same way. Knowing their time was almost over, they got dressed. It was quiet, somber. She could feel the disappointment and sadness in the room. Neither of them. I spin around to see him. “You dropped this, and with the little amount of clothing you wear you look like you could use it,” he says, his voice is deep and husky. “This is a lot of clothing for me, normally I am naked,” I say sassily. “That’s a sight that I would appreciate seeing,” he replies in that sexy voice. “Then maybe you will if you play your cards right.” He moves in closer to and breathes hot air against my neck, he then kisses it gently before pulling away and blowing hot air. She really enjoyed it. Why cant I enjoy it to? Jared looked at me startled. Jenny you dont understand. Maybe she enjoyed it, but most of the things they show you in those porns is fake, believe me. I started to get angry. Jared, I think its you who dont understand. So maybe its fake, maybe its not. What I saw, turned me on. I wanna know more. I wanna feel what she felt. I wanna be a slut, too. Jared bursted in laughter. Jenny do you even know what a slut is? I thought about it for a second. A. " "Would you like me to?" I asked him. I almost regretted the question the moment it left my lips. I felt so embarrassed the moment I'd asked the question, but I needn't have been. He responded by tugging at his shorts, trying to release his straining, erect penis. I realised with a pang that this would be my first ever blow job, and that I'd remember this moment for the rest of my life. I was excited, but equally terrified! "Stand up," I told him, as I moved off of the bed and I took up.