I knelt on the floor and helped her remove her brief-style panties. I found that she was already wet to the touch, so I knew she had been having dirty...thoughts too.The taste was rather strange at first, but I soon got used to it, and her little breathy whimpers turned me on. I grabbed her slender hips as I licked, then started to probe with one finger while I reached my other hand up under her shirt to feel her firm breast and stiff nipple. As I licked her labia and gave the clitoris an. That was a definite oversight."Well ... do you want some advice for her first time?" Sure," I conceded. I didn't really feel like getting advice, but I knew Sharon was going to give it to me regardless."First, check with her that she really wants you to be her first, but don't argue with her. It's infuriating to have a guy continually question you when you've decided what you want." Okay..." When had a guy questioned Sharon?"And try to make it special," Sharon continued. "Go out and make it a. Seeing how she danced, and seeing how she looked in the process made him fall even more in love with her."What's up Benson? You've been quiet for the last 20 minutes." Sam said as they left the club."Just thinking." Thinking about what?" Us." He told her, holding her hand."Did you see some of the looks we were getting in there?" Sam laughed. "They looked like they seen a ghost or something." She continued to laugh."It is kind of fun." He agreed as they got into a taxi."You said your mom works. I could not take my eyes off her neatly trimmed bush, and the faint trail of hair leading up to her bellybutton. The soft, stretch marked skin of her belly jiggled as she started to finger herself (note: this is probably the origin of my undying love for BBWs - I love a soft, fat belly on a woman). If she or I - or anything, even a stiff breeze - had touched my cock right then, I'd have exploded. Instead, she took the hand she'd been using to play with herself, and brought it to my face. Her.