Ihad had boy crushes before, during puberty, but I thought those dayswere over. I had never seriously considered holding a boy's hand orkissing one, ...et alone going any further. I enjoyed my make-out sessionswith girls, and really enjoyed oral sex or hand jobs when I was luckyenough to get them. I had always envisioned meeting "the one" in collegeand then living out a perfectly normal, conventional life. But now? Now Iwas imagining myself holding a younger boy's hand and letting him resthis. I started laughing and Ann asked what's so funny. How the hell can Rick even get it up when he's full of booze and poor Jen would have to blow him for weeks to even get his prick to twitch.We both laughed and Ann told me not to worry about her sister as she is such a little slut who can look after herself. And what do you mean by that.Well Jen told me that she has a had sex with a number of men and Rick has no idea. I told her to tell me more and on the drive she did which got me horny and Ann. "It's been a long, long time." Don't worry," she said grabbing my hand. "Georgette will take care of you."---We got to her apartment, and she started kissing me as soon as we got in the door. I could feel my cock starting to ache as she worked of my clothes. She led me into a large bedroom with a luxurious view out onto the Eiffel tower. She stood be looking out through the balcony door, and got undressed. She had large round tits that had definitely had some help from a very good surgeon, and. "This is so good."He drew back slowly, pulling back almost all of the way before thrusting forward again. She rose to meet him. The friction of his thrust sent a wave of heat washing through her. He repeated, and in moments she was matching him thrust for thrust. The bed moved slightly beneath them, and she could feel her breasts wobbling back and forth as they moved."This was so unexpected," he murmured. He bent to tongue her nipples, sending little jolts of feeling through her every time he.