I asked if anyone else wanted any, unfortunately they didn’t! I went promptly off to the kitchen, trying to disguise the bulge my rock hard cock was...making. Once in the kitchen, I started thinking that it wasn’t right and I shouldn’t, but I just thought of her and knew I had to do it. I got the ice cream from the fridge and put some in a bowl, I thought I had better mix it round a little so that I could get it to absorb my cum, so I chopped it up into small sections and whipped my hard cock. "I, being limited in experience myself, couldn't complain. I did have visions of myself being classed as a perfect lover. But I needed time and experience to achieve that. Okay, I was just a little disappointed, but she was so beautiful I wasn't going to back away.So, it was nervously, uncertainly, after a few dates, that I squeezed her breasts through her sweater, and after three months was bold enough to savour the uncovered perfection of them. Sometime after the bad news, during one of our. He stroked them, and rolled her stockings off her legs, so he could stroke her flesh and tickled them gently. He tugged off his jeans, leaned back into her between her legs, and kissed her passionately. She whispered, "Take me!", into his ear, to which he flashed her a passionate look. She wrapped her legs around him as he stood up, her arms wrapped around his neck, his arms around her, their lips never parting. He carried her to his chic bedroom, and threw her on the white and wine sheeted. I felt her hand moving upwards until it was all the way under my skirt. I let out a soft moan as I felt her nails lightly grazing my inner thigh. Her fingers slowly worked between my legs until she was stroking me through my damp panties, fingers pushing and prodding at the delicate material until they gave with with a slight tearing sound. Her fingers found my glistening slit and trailed against it, teasing it apart before thrusting two fingers deep into my burning sex. I let out a long moan.