We continued under the shower for around half an hour. I was ready for round two but now I wanted to fiddle with her beautiful body.We rubbed our wet ...odies and I escorted her to the bed again. She was eyeing my already erect and hard dick by now.As we landed on the bed, she positioned her face on my cock. She held it tight in her palms and pressed it hard. I had a shiver in my body. She slowly placed her lips over my dick head and started to tongue it. Slowly, she took it inside her mouth and. ‘I’ll let you know later.’ ‘Okay, Jim. I’ll see you tomorrow. It’s time for me to get home.’ **** It’s about time to tell you a little about myself. I’m Jim Taylor. I’ve been married, divorced, and almost married again. I was first married when I was a kid, well, I was twenty, but acted like a kid. When I was about to go into the service, I asked my girlfriend to marry me. I wasn’t in love with Kim, but I sure the hell was in lust. My dad told me not to get married. He said I was pussy whipped. Js. the bed spread and all over my tummy. Wow that was good!! Then I thought; good yes, but not as good as when John had done it for me. Why was that? Finally I drifted off to sleep.The next morning I met John as usual and we walked to school together, hardly a word was spoken. We went into our separate classes and the day went by as per normal.That evening we met up to walk home again, very little conversation passed between us. As we approached the old coal yard my heart started to beat. ”“Dick is one of the men looking at us,” said Liz.“He’s a horny old goat,” said Miranda, about her twenty-seven-year-old husband.“Well,” said Liz. “So is Jeff, but he’s a lot hornier if men have been looking at me.”“That must be fun for you,” said Miranda.“It’s just weird, that’s all,” said Liz. “You’re my friend ... right?”“Of course,” said Miranda, leaning forward. That kind of comment usually led to something interesting, and she was ... interested.“I mean, if I told you something ... about.