She planted her lips onto mine and then looked into my eyes with that same devilish smile. “I love you Greggy,” and then began kissing down the le...gth of my body, pausing above my boxers. “Let me show you just how much.” When I woke up a moment later I was in a pool of sweat and jizz. From that day on, whenever I jacked it Alison’s face was in the back of my mind. When I was 13 she moved away to college and I was left alone with just my parents. Saturday was their “date night,” leaving me. I really laughed when Miranda informed him that it wasn't my pocket that needed protection.That earned her a long kiss. As punishment or a promise, I'm still not sure.Miranda's kisses were out of this world. Every time I kissed her it was like someone had set fire to my nerve endings. My lips would start to tingle and my blood changed to fire. There was nothing tentative about our kisses now. I wanted her so badly I hurt with it. But I also loved her which meant that I would do anything to make. I grabbed one of Lynn's suitcases and got her back to our house. Larry wasn't home yet from work, so I showed Lynn our spare room and she couldn't stop talking about how nice our house was.We went into the living room and I popped a bottle of wine so we could just sit and catch up with old times. We finished that bottle of wine off so fast it wasn't funny.When Larry came home, he sat and chatted with us for maybe 30 minutes then excused himself and told us we would have more fun discussing old. ” so he did. Lack of experience on her part was made up for by enthusiasm. It did not take much guiding for her to give pleasure to both of them. “Oh God is that what a climax is,” she said shuddering pleasure.“It would appear so but you seem to be able to keep going.“Yes oh yes,” she bounced up and down on his cock with enthusiasm and then obviously caught the right spot. Stopping for a second she repeated the movement.“I think you have managed to stimulate your clitoris. Keep going in my.