Down below she was unzippin me. That’s the way to go gal. As I lowered my jeans she touched my rod and bounced away. She showed me that she was shoc...ed by my size. I thnk she did it on purpose wht a way to boost a guy.She said its too big 4 me. Well iam about 7 inches so anywys I said size matters hun bigger is better. We both laughed atthis. I got her hand and put it on my hot rod. She was the master of this game. She held it n in no time was down in between my legs swalloin it. Ooooooooo nice. "You can stopwearing the spike heels," she told me, "unless, of course, you like them."Chapped LipsI have terrible trouble with chapped lips. Especially when it gets cold,my lips dry out and get real rough. This winter was the worst ever. Itgot so bad that my girlfriend didn't want to kiss me any longer. Shesuggested that I go see a dermatologist for a prescription. I'munemployed at the moment, however (it's a bad economy, especially for newcollege graduates like myself), so I don't have. It stiffened immediately. I kissed her chin and along her jawline, as I squeezed her tit. She moaned. It was all the encouragement I needed. I continued to kiss down her neck and onto her shoulder as my hands began exploring that of her body that was now exposed. I held both breasts and she told me to push them upward. I did, and she pushed her hips forward to make the first contact below our waists. Part of me wanted to push her on the floor and fuck her furiously, but I knew things might end. A tight blue and white sweater. Underneath I wore a white bra, 34b, stuffed with some old nylons, white bikini panties, and pantyhose. Of course I had my clunky shoes on. I put on a pair of clip on dangly earrings, and a little heart necklace. I took my purse with my keys, some lipstick and makeup, and a few dollars. Working up my courage, I left a little earlier then usual. I must have stood outside his door for five minutes before I actually knocked. He wasn’t there, my heart sank. I must.