Standing there naked in front of one another they are each admiring naked bodies. They are panting and aroused. He wraps his arm behind her pulling he... into him. Their nakedness collides, brushing her nipples against his light dusting of chest hair. Her strip of brown curls entangling with his short and curlies. Inhaling sharply as if gathering courage she drops slowly to her knees, gulping as she sees the length of his pulsing cock now at eye level. She uses her right hand to wrap around his. ”She was surprised again. She knew there was a plan for tonight but the fact that there would be other people had frightened her. She knew she had nothing to worry about; she was not obligated to attend the party but the fact that there were other people around and there was a chance she could have been recognized worried her. She was also excited about the fact that Edward would be there. She wanted to know who he was, whether he was old or young, or even a man or a woman. She got up excited. Not in a skirt ... she was wearing a pair of khaki shorts, rather short, but not scandalous, and a loose white cotton camp shirt. The top three buttons were unbuttoned. There was a generous lot of skin visible, but not a lot of cleavage. Karen didn't have a lot of cleavage. The outfit was really fairly modest, except for the staggering impact of those long, bare legs, but nevertheless this was a step over the line. And my reaction was evident, if anybody was looking. When she answered the door. I kissed down his chest, trailing down budding abs and past a belly button to his tan-lined waist. I stood up, taking in his boyhood with my eyes. A five inch spire protruded from a tiny brown bush. His brother, who I later learned was Sam, layed on the bed next to him. I watched as their identical towers bobbed together to their pulsing hearts. With no more hesitation I got down on my knees next to the bed. They both sat up, their legs apart, giving me access to everything, their hairless.