.yeah...just....up a bit....ooooh.” Erica writhed once more as the boy's cool fingers found her firey bud. Dick didn't need any more encouragement a...d quickly discovered what made Erica feel good by the amount of ooohing and aaahing he elicited. For her part, Erica wanted to keep Dick close to her so that he could work her pussy into a throbbing orgasm. And one way to do that, was to wrap her lips around his stiff young cock.His smooth penis slid easily between her lips, his tight younger balls. I took her face in my hands and pulled her more roughly to my mouth. I pulled away with effort, not only because I didn’t want the kiss to end, but because she didn’t either. I stared into her eyes. “You know, you’re the one who really matters to me, right?” I said. “Really? Is that really true?” she said. “Yeah, of course. I’ve liked you since freshman year,” I said. “Oh, will you just shut up and kiss me?” she said. After a few minutes of very violent kissing, she sat me down on the ground. She is good to be with but I have to go back to Montreal on Monday and this is Friday. I only came over to Belfast to pick up my laundry (don’t ask–it’s a long story but it’s dead true, I had two tickets back to back). She’s good to be with. Saturday morning she asks me if I have any money. I give her two quid and she goes out and gets eggs, potato farls, bacon, tomatoes, cheese, bananas–good things to eat. We eat and we fuck and then we go drinking. She is so good to be with. There’s a laconic. It was a stretch for me but now my hand was on another man's erection! I froze in shock but she distracted me by moving her bottom against me and clenching her inner muscles on my shaft. As I relaxed into the sensation, she glided my hand down the slippery shaft that was both completely alien and yet familiar. Without conscious effort, my hand, covered by hers, was caressing Jon's cock in unison to the thrusting action of my cock. It was weirdly, utterly erotic. I propped myself up on an elbow.