Even though I knew he had gone back to the kitchen, we didn't resume our hug, and after a minute we went inside."Pete's here to meet a friend of Jason...s from Central State," Suzi said in a hushed tone. "I've been going nuts trying to keep myself from ripping my clothes off and landing one of them." Huh?" I said, feeling she meant every word of it. "Why? I mean, beyond the obvious reason." This is why," she whispered as we entered the kitchen.My eyes probably were bulging out of their sockets. . I let her in and offered her a warm cup of coffee and some of my lounge cloths she gratefully accepted the offer. I handed her a change of clothes just some pajama bottoms and a t I had laying around the house I told her the bathroom was down the hall and to the left… and she proceeded in that direction as I went to the kitchen to heat up the coffee pot. When she came back to the kitchen she was dressed in the cloths that I had handed to her and I was actually able to get a good look at her.. He licked and licked for about a minute while at the same time stroking my penis.He then stood up and pushed me on to the desk so I was leaning on my elbows. I then felt his slippery fingers get inserted in to my bum hole. It felt really weird. Kind of burnt and I wasn’t sure if I liked it or not. After a while it started to feel quite nice, especially when he started to stroke my left nipple. I’d never done that before because I always thought girls’ nipples were supposed to be played with. He. Ritten by ShyA little background before you read!This story was inspired by a long-term recurring dream I could never seem to shake, as well as Peter Pan. It's one of my favorites and I've finally expanded upon it.