I smirked and said sure, “but it might get hard”. Mandy looked at me with a smirk, and then grabbing my shaft at the base, dropped to her knees an... took my dripping head into her mouth. She murmured “hmmmm” as she put a lip lock on me and sucked like a vacum cleaner. The pressure on my head was as tite as sometimes my fist gave it when jackin off. She continued to murmur as she sucked on my swelling head. I assumed she was getting off on the sweetness of my fuck juice. I reached up with both. She just called me silly and was about to go in the house when I asked her what was wrong. She looked at me and had this look on her face like why he cares. I just sat there and was like you can tell me if you want to don’t matter. She sat down on her porch and started telling me her story. She had this boyfriend for like 2 years now, and she really loved him, but he never made a move. They kissed and hugged but that was about it. Well one day this guy me and her both knew came to her. And at first, I tried to figure-out why I hadn’t felt myself bleeding. Then, as I saw her hands go between her legs and scoop-up some more of the goo, I realized what had happened. It was the blood from her cherry being torn apart. I don’t know what made me do it. As the girl looked down at the blood shed with her innocence, I reached down and wiped a big streak of it off my dick. She was so intranced in the substance in her hand, that I don’t think she noticed me lifting the goo to my. There was a third option… I didn’t need to run away from Brian like I was afraid. His room was two feet away. I was a modern woman and I could take the first step. And I could take what I wanted. A smile crawled across my face and a plan hatched in my head. Step one: get into Brian’s room under seemingly innocent circumstances. Step two: Fuck him. It was really more of a loose outline.I crawled out of bed. It was freezing in the house outside my small mountain of Blankets and comforters. I.