"I could see in Bobbie's eyes that she was torn. She had obviously worked herself up but wasn't sure that she could take her clothes off in front of t...ese men. She looked to me to help her solve the dilemma. I looked at her for a moment or two then I nodded. A smile immediately came to her face. I knew then that she really wanted to do a strip tease for all my friends.Bobbie bounced over to the boom box and started the music again. She set the song to repeat over and over. I guess she figured. Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhh itna mota aur tight maine pehli baar apne muh me liya tha…. Main usse jitna chuss rhi thi vo utna he mota ho rha tha. Vo b apni gand hila hila kar mere gale me utaar rha tha. Mere muh par marr rha tha…… Kafi deir tak chusne k baad usne mujhe deewar k sahare ulta khada kar diya aur apnamota lund meri gand se touch kar k sehlane laga. Main sihar utthai vo meri gand ko pakad pakad k daba rha tha aur peeche se apna lund meri chut se touchkar rha tha…….. Aur meri chuchiyaan bheech. I then slipped them off leaving me nude as she drove to the same dirt road we parked the previous night. She turned to me and handed me the same size joint as last night and lit her little one. I smoked it quickly as she did hers, but her eyes never seemed to leave my groin as my cock become erect. I smoked the joint fast and held each lung full of smoke in and was quickly really getting stoned as Shelly finished hers and she motioned for me to pull on my shorts and shirt. Back in the hotel we. But that moment, as influential as it was didn't consume me. It was just one of hundreds of moments we experience as we progress. Like my first porn magazine, first porn movie, first kiss, first blow job, or first fuck, all extremely important, events that make you a man, but these events lend no insight into just what kind of man you will become, at least that's the way it worked out for me. Like the time I joined the Navy and showered with other men for the first time. That first night at.