And from the privacy of my blanket I continued my journey, discovering that using my other hand to touch my little sac added to the good feeling I was...having. After a few minutes of this new "good feeling" I almost decided to quit, not knowing that there was a much better feeling just down the road. But something in the back of my mind, some primal urge, kept my hand moving. Up and down and up and down over the smooth, velvety shaft. With every stroke the feeling strengthened. I picked up the. Regina kissed his belly and ran the tip of her hotly questing tongue down the line of crisp hair to his navel."Regina! What the hell are you--"Paying no heed to the shock in his voice, nor to the reaching out of his hands for her head, she licked swiftly down to his pelvis, and when Bill jerked at the touch, wrapped her tongue around the thick base of his veined cock."Baby--oh baby, no! You can't--"Cupping his balls with one hand, grasping the root of his prick with the other, she whispered. "Finally!! We're done with this!" yelled Kenneth "Yup, finally!" "Hey, wanna go to my room to play?" said Kenneth "Play?!" "Yeah, on my computer?" said Kenneth "Ohhhh, ok." I don't know why, I was just so nervous. We walked into Kenneth's room to his computer. His room was a mess. I was confused to see it didn't even look like he masturbated in here. "So what do you wanna play?" Kenneth asked me. "I don't care." I responded. So he decided to show me his favorite porn stars. We talked about. I slip off the t shirt, and slide back into bed. His breathing shifts but he’s still asleep, just. I shimmy down the bed and find his morning erection, feel the firm warmth against my palm, the skin soft like silk. I know every inch of his cock, the pale pink of the shaft, the rosier red of its head. I allow the tip of my tongue to explore the eye, then the head, in slow luxurious licks. I don’t rush. I don’t need to, not now. We have time. He shifts and eases into my mouth, half awake and he.