"I looked at her questionably as I slowly slid off the bed onto my kneesthen she came over and stood in front of me. She pointed at her crotch.I was c...nfused for a minute. How could I lick her pussy? The strap-on wasin the way. Then it dawned on me what she wanted."Honey, I'm not gay," I whined."I know you're not gay, baby. But you're a woman now and this is whatwomen do. They pleasure their man with their mouths as well as theirpussies."I was looking right at the realistic, purple head of the. We shared information about the ‘sizes’ — my cock size and her breast size. We were writing about what we like with sex and how often we play with ourselves. The climax of the Internet exchanges was a steamy chat session. The chat was full of tension; we started out being very decent but that didn’t last long. By the time we started chatting about fucking she begged me to fly over to her place. Not really an option, but it made my cock harder. And thinking my cock could not be harder she told. A quick tug on her sweatshirt up and over her bare breasts and she had his total attention. One thing led to another, and she soon found she’d been talked into posing nude. Michael was shooting his girlfriend’s luscious body from every angle, one eye glued to the viewfinder. Sheri looked devastatingly sexy sitting on the counter, her lovely legs drawn up and dusky-pink pussy lips peeping out from between her shapely ankles. She smiled coyly at Michael, giggling as he hurriedly. I decided to tell him my office was empty and we could go in there and be undisturbed. Once inside all my nerves disappeared and it didnt take long before I was unbuckling his jeans and easing my hand inside his trousers, he responded by kissing me full on the lips and wrapping his hand around my cock. I had never thought about kissing a man before as it had never really crossed my mind but to be honest it was quite a turn on as he was quite forceful and rough with it. slowly he unbuttoned my.