You undo the belt holding my hands and before I can react, you fling a leg across my head and bury your pussy in my mouth. You clasp at my cock again ...nd suck it hungrily as I lick and probe at your soaking wet pussy with my tongue. I can barely control myself as your body begins to buck and shake in the throws of orgasm. You press harder onto me as your juices fill my mouth. You cry out as you cum as you stroke my cock harder and harder. My cock throbs and I am no longer able to control. "So go get her, man. And if you start having any trouble keeping your erection, just close your eyes and fantasize that you're fucking me in the ass. 'Cuz in a way, a girl's pussy really is kind of like a miniature ass. I mean, it's got two cheeks, and a crack, and a hole, doesn't it?"Henry and I laughed at my joke, but Sally didn't.I could tell from the serious, no-nonsense look on her face, that she had finally "crossed the line." I had seen it many times before in our own bedroom. I knew. I loved the feeling of nuzzling next to Ali and feel her firm titties nudge my shoulder as she rode in silence to the pool. Ali never wore a bra and I would sometimes press my shoulder against her perfect round tits. I would smile when her nipples got stiff and poked out from her tank top. This time I was so excited when I got to the pool because all the way there Ali had been pushing her boobs into my arm and back it felt amazing, I loved it but I couldnt wait to see her take her clothes off. I followed him out the door and apologized. I didn’t mean for it to escalate to that level. He was real nice about it. Before you ask, he did do the quote thing. The thing is, I knew exactly what he meant by it. It was a bit more perceptive than I was used to hearing from someone my own age. My Dad says things like that all of the time.”Val said, “That quote thing is half of what makes him so creepy.”“No. Your interpreting him quoting others as creepy is not a reflection on him, but is an.