After I started the conversation with her she was shy on the subject for a bit then shocked me with her response of if we had the right guy, she would...try it.So does that mean you want to try it I assume, or is that the alcohol talking? I asked her. She said she would think on it and let me know. The next day I told my friend that I trust about what we discussed the night before and asked if he would help out with this because him and Ihad done this to a ccouple of girls before together. I told. Paris was different. For one, it had a huge fan base for Eddie. Enough to turn things around, having Rhonda be the guest. Eddie biting the bullet and playing a lot more of his older stuff. A weekend stint, and a brief tour of the provinces.For another, Joe was popular as well. No Contest. And moms had had its first translation and been selling extremely well. Topping the charts. And Joe, who had studied French in high school and college, and had prepared, restudying the language he hadn’t. ."Uneasily she shifted in his lap, held in place by a firm arm around the middle, soft buttocks brushing his groin. He expected more fight from the once feisty little vixen, surprised when she said simply: "Okay, get it over with quick, you freak. And do it before Pete catches us and punches your head in."Without further prompting she rotated, belly pressed to his thighs, arse raised slightly, palms flat on the sofa one side, toes the other. Joel stroked the top of each thigh, between stocking. The man was kind, took a lot of time, massaged me, worked to loosen me up, gave me poppers to help, and talked to me the entire time, telling me exactly what he was doing and what he was going to do. I could not have asked for a better top. Except for one thing, his cock was big and thick. It was a great deal of pain, but he managed to get in all the way and get off. While it hurt like hell something about it made me want to try it again. I was still looking for that enjoyment that many men.