" As much as I seem like the eager type, I don't need cheerleaders. I need an answer to all this."* * *September 402:46 pmUCLA- Elkins HallRoom 232Tor... Vega was trying her damnest to stay awake in her American Lit class, but the way Adams was droning on about how 'magnificent' and 'up-lifting' the work of Jonathan Edwards was, but the talented teen couldn't do much more than doodle on her notebook instead of taking notes.Truth was, she hadn't been able to get much sl*ep over the last week. She. After all I was just giving her a massage. A long slow, tit massage. Susan’s breathing picked up. I could smell her now. Her pussy was juicing up. I wanted to fuck her so bad, but I knew I had to go slow. I had to lie. “Susan, can I ask you a favor. You’ve been out on dates right? Ok, uh, well, um, I’m still a virgin, and have never had a real kiss from a girl. I always wanted my first kiss to be with someone I love. Will you teach me how to kiss? Just a little bit. Nothing really extreme, just. Brenda must have felt my dick because she reached down and began stroking it.My next thought neary stopped any idea of sex.Almost everytime an escort would suck a cock before sex...which was fine...but they often let guys lick pussy too....I suddenly thought how smelly and hairy her vagina was going to be!Luckily she tossed me aside and grabbed my cock and slobbered over it without offering herself.After a short time sucking ,brenda flopped back down and simply said "fuck me".As she said that. I hoped he could understand.I slowly moved my fingers up and down his shaft, drawing the skin along with my motions. Michael’s cock pulsed and remained rigid. I gripped a bit tighter and I could feel the heat of his flesh much better in my hand. It felt really nice to hold a hard cock again after so many years. Michael’s was about perfect, I thought, and I didn’t care in that moment that it was my son’s penis I was stroking.Michael’s small movements relaxed and stopped. His grin remained and he.