He spread his legs part to accomodate my hand I was very happy to see this reaction. I slowly kissed on his lips as his head was resting on my shoulde... and he immediately parted his lips to give way to my tongue. I groped for his zipper and pulled it down and entered my hand inside his fly to find erect cock throbbing inside his underwear. He removed my hand from his fly I was disappointed by this. After a minute he caught my hand and placed over his cock which was free as he opened his jeans. Up to this point my chastity had not worried me, I was used to only getting sex at night and normally only after having licked my Mistress to an orgasm, I guess it had always been my reward for pleasing her. I hoped that if I did well with the meal I would be allowed to be unlocked later after the visitor had gone and get my reward. How naïve. Preparing the meal went fine and as 7.00pm approached I was well ahead of time. At about 6.15pm I was. What a pity that there have been women who died old maids and missed the point of it all – getting fucked in the middle of the story!In fact, I’d love to make the middle as big as possible. I got a boy to pop my cherry as early as I could. And I hope some guy is still fucking me the week before I die.So I like getting fucked. I like every thing that goes along with it, like the exotic things that don’t often happen. How many women have ever enjoyed a delightful rape? Not I.. "You're so considerate, you're sothoughtful and nice..." You're my friend. How can I not?" Thank you," she said. I gave her a friendly kiss on the lips.Her eyes went wide, and she shivered. Oh, no, I thought. Betsy Haley andthe Rehearsal Fiasco all over again.June shook herself, gave me a big hug and smiled at me."I love you," she whispered.I smiled nervously, and said, "I love you, too." I mean, what else can Isay.Janet came back from her phone call with Betsy, fuming mad."Well, that's it,".