Call me Chuck. Just call me Chuck.”“Okay ... Chuck...” she said, her mind racing. She remembered a poem she’d had to read, in school. “Call ...e Lenore.”“Yes...” he said, and his eyes had a faraway look in them. “The lost Lenore ... darling, you make a very good Lenore.”“Thank you,” she said. It was silent for a moment.“Chuck,” she finally said, “I am a very ... expensive girl. This dinner is just the start...”“I see...” he said. He was still smiling, at least. “This dinner, though expensive, is. I swallowed hard and fast but some still escaped around my lips. I felt it trail down my chin and drip onto my breast. I swallowed the last of his juice and looked up to see him smiling down at me. He pulled his cock from my mouth and helped me to my feet.We moved over to where the water was spraying down and it felt good to feel the warm water cascade over us. He pulled me to him and held me so close. His strong arms protective and yet so gentle. His lips covered mine and our tongues danced. Every thrust drove him deeper, sometimes causing me to gag. Tears were running down my cheeks, but, I wanted more. I wanted to be taken over the edge. I could feel my body and mind arriving at the point of no return. My hands were clenched in fists and I could feel my toes start to seize. All of a sudden, I felt David's cock thicken and become so rigid. His balls were hitting my chin, so, when I felt them become solid I knew he was about to explode down my throat. I was ready, I wanted to taste. Natürlich hatten sie bei dem Skiurlaub auf einen der Jungs spekuliert, aber nicht für ein sexuelles Abenteuer sondern für eine erste echte Liebe oder so. Jungfrauen waren sie beide nicht mehr, auch bei diesem Akt waren sie natürlich zusammen. Letztes Jahr auf einer Sommerfete verschwanden sie mit zwei Jungens aus ihrer Klasse in eine kleine Scheune und genossen dort, nur wenige Meter voneinander getrennt, ihren ersten Schwanz. Wenn es auch etwas ungestüm vonstatten ging, so war es doch herrlich.