He says, ‘Then I’d stop everything, I’d just blow air on your little clit. You’re so wet, your juices are pooling underneath you.’ ‘I’m ...ll, ‘Oh my God, Oh my God, stop teasing me. I can’t take it. Lick me!’ ‘It was crazy, I was listening to Gerry, and his voice had me really going. Meanwhile, Vinnie… was actually blowing on my pussy… like Gerry was saying, and my hips were gyrating, wanting a cock inside me like you wouldn’t believe. ‘So I blurt out, ‘Make me cum! Somebody, make me cum!’ ‘I. The idea would be that before we head back to mine either one of us could change their minds with no hard feelings. We'd chat and drink for a little while as we both sit there knowing that soon we'd both be naked and in each other's arms.Once we could take it no longer we'd head back to mine and this is where it would get interesting and I become a lot more descriptive.Prior to the meet up I would groom myself. Shave my balls, trim the rest short and shower vigorously but more importantly I'd. Her hands moved from the vanity and grabbed hold of my biceps as I moaned out, and my inter was totally wet. The sensation was so foreign that she couldn’t control how this made her feel.There was an aching hunger between her legs that she had never felt before, not even when she tried to touch herself for the first time. She said that to me later.I whispered, “I am so fucking wet, baby. Are you sure you want me to stop?” She wanted to tell me to stop, but no word came out. Instead, her hips. ? I began to feel somewhat aroused sexually. Perhaps it was because I was clad in just my bath towel. I wasn’t really sure why I felt that way. These feelings always confused me and I lately I found myself in this excited state quite frequently. When this happened I noticed that my nipples became quite prominent. I liked that as to me at least, they made my boobs look more mature. I’d often pinch them gently and watch them respond to my touch and this seemed to make me all the more excited. It.