Somehow talking it over with Chloe made me feel better. It was, she said, therapy. After a while she thanked me again for protecting her and she turne... onto her back and drifted off to sleep.I lay there watching her. It was the first time I saw Chloe as a girl. I was over Sarah in the most abrupt fashion and here, right in front of me, was a kind considerate honest girl who I could actually talk to. She was basically my best friend. My only female friend. And I was protecting her, being her. . it was drenched. "Seriously?!" My eyes widened from what I'd just found out about myself. I couldn't believe I was so turned on by that image. I went down again into my panties, feeling the cool, wet, humid sensation once again as I slowly put my fingers into my already wet pussy...."Ummmmmm! Goshhh! No way is this actually happening!" I just couldn't stop myself at this point, it was as if I was taken over by pure lust and passion. I knew I wasn't straight anymore. My left hand began to form. Secondly, he would walk over to the pool’s side, kneel down and splash some of the water on his face. Then finally, he would stand back up, take a few looks around, and remove his swimming trunks, exposing his nude body. Yes, that was the view she longed for the most.He was smooth all over, just like her. Not a single hair on his body except for what was on his head. That made his manhood stand out more. She could see the full outline of his soft long cock with all the smoothness around it.. It was so delightful that I had to say: Girl, you were born to suck balls. She giggled and stood there for more 5 minutes. 2 months later we split up and I never had the chance to have those lips around my balls again...A few months later, I found a prostitute who was willing to suck my balls. Man, that felt great! She was really enjoying that. I presume nobody had asked for that before. She used to suck my balls for 10 minutes and gone for the dick to finish it up. I've became a loyal customer.