Before another word can come out my mouth,She stopped and whispered shut up,Before I knew it,our clothes were disappearing,Her lovely tongue went back...to work,as if it's only purpose was pleasuring,Still in my mind I still questioned,Instantly i thought i'd let my actions find the answer,So the tables were turned,as i pushed her against the wall,Held her hands back,and my body started to talk,Using my tongue,kept grazing it onto her bare chest,Softly swirling it around her nipple,trying to do. Just a minute." Hi Jamie. Can you go to the movie tomorrow?" We're going to a matinee, right?" Yeah, can you meet us at one?" Sure, the theater at the mall, right?" Yes." Okay, I'll see you at one. Hey can I have your email and IM?" Sure." Megan rattled them off as I tried to record them. I had to askher to repeat them. We said goodbye and that was it. I had a movie datewith Megan.I was laying on my bed reading a book when Julie entered my room laterthat evening."Hey Jamie. I'm sorry I was so. "Have a close look, Dickie" and she pulled my head right into her crotch as she pushed her hips forward. I could see the urine flow and without a second thought I opened my mouth and drank it down."Now lick my clitoris, s'il vous plait."I duly pushed my tongue into her slit; I could feel the hard little button at the top and I concentrated on that. Her pubic hair got in my way and several strands got caught in my teeth, but I was in ecstasy – my left hand moving furiously up and down. Jeanette. The encounter I am about to tell you about happened towards the end of April 2004. We had been chatting on line (via the Yahoo groups) to a man in London and arranged for him to come up to Bedfordshire to meet us for a purely social meal in an Indian restaurant. It was mid week and we all had to go to work the next day so we didn’t anticipate a late night. After all he had to get back to London. Anyway, Stu, as I’ll call him, met Nisha, my wife and me, Alex, (obviously not our real names).