Amanda turned to me. Dressed for comfort in my grungy concert t-shirt, yoga pants, and sneakers with her hair hastily tied in a ponytail, she looked ...s beautiful as ever. “Thank you. This is… amazing.”“I should be the one thanking you for allowing me to be part of your life. Have I told you lately how much I love you?”“Only about 10 times on the way here.”“Then let me make it 11.”I was on her instantly, my mouth and body pressed against hers. Her breasts felt firm against my chest which,. Even when my father died. At least I knew it was going to happen. But Shelly! My Shelly! The woman I was going to marry! No!It was dark by the time I summoned the will to go home. I entered the house quietly. My mother and Jurgen were sitting on the sofa together holding hands and facing the television. I flopped down in the easy chair near them. The TV may have been on, but it was doubtful any of us could have identified the program we were supposedly watching.Just after ten, I rose, said. She put her hand to the back of the other woman’s head and pressed her face harder against her pussy.My heart was beating like mad. I pulled down my boxers and my hard-on sprung out into the open. Mrs. Randall let out a sound that was between a moan and a growl.“My, my! Even bigger than I’d always imagined.” She shot me a wink. My mind wrestled with the thought that Mrs. Randall was basically saying that she’d spent at least some time thinking about my cock. I had a sensation that was like. As the time was pretty late I decided to risk the 2 minute journey to his place dressed as a girl. When I knocked at his door and he let me in I cant describe just how excited I was, I had pre-cum dribbling down my smooth shaven thighs when he made me remove the dress. The guy in question wasn't anything special, just another stranger to me and his dick was pretty average to be honest. Still, I got on my knees and sucked it hard like i'd rather have cock in my mouth than breathe. In between.