Her pussy seemed to suck me in as I pressed forward, I could feel her hot juice almost boiling around my cock, lubricating its advance into her.I look...d down to where our bodies joined, no more than a couple of inches still remained outside her as I savoured that first penetration.“Ohhhhh please love me don’t make me wait” Heather was barely audible, her head once again thrown back against the couch as she sought to engulf more of me inside her.I pulled back until the head nestled between her. “Oh, really?” he asked, trying to be nonchalant, but still never looking directly at her. “I had a girlfriend for six months, but she went off to college and then we broke up.” “Did she break up, or was it mutual?” Riley asked, though she figured she knew the answer. “No, no, it’s was totally mutual!” he said defensively, and then sat quietly for a moment. “No,” he finally admitted. “She broke up with me.” “Oh, I’m sorry,” she said, and she realized at that moment that she meant it. “Well, uh,. "Ankita," she said sharply, "I think you should get dressed. Go to the wardrobe."Incredibly, I found myself walking to the wardrobe while trying to keep my hands in front of my groin and my breasts."Drop your hands," she snapped and I did so. "I think some lingerie?" she laughed. "The slutty pink bra and knickers, suspender belt and pink stockings. I think you'll look sexy in them." I slipped the panties on and almost with a detached wonder watched as my hands deftly slipped the bra on, clipped. Watching a video is no preparation for actually putting one in your mouth. Jason got used to being sucked, long before I got used to sucking him.I worried about touching his balls. Also doing anything too queer, like kissing his head, or licking his shaft, or trying to deep-throat him. Not that I could. The few times I took him too deep told me that.He liked when I stroked him. It got him seriously agitated, more than when I sucked his head, ran my mouth up and down his shaft, or licked him,.