Of course, Julia had her pick of guys, only she rarely did. Oh, she dated, but she never seemed to get serious about anyone unlike most high school gi...ls, myself included. She rarely dated anyone a second time and even then nothing seemed to go past kissing. She wasn’t religious, she just didn’t take the guys seriously.Julia’s efforts on my self-esteem also opened me up to dating. I think hanging around with the cheerleaders may have helped raise my ‘datable-quotient’ among the high school. Your hips have started to move slowly, rocking back and forth with the movement of my tongue, a steady rhythm of rolling. I hear you gasp as I slowly move a finger to the opening, and as I slide it slowly inside your hips move forward to capture it, the walls inside of you grasping at it, drawing it in. My lips and mouth are around your clit now and for the first time my tongue touches it. I feel you shiver at the sensation. Flicking at it I begin moving my finger in and out of you, listening. She is a 20 yrs old girl, doing her B.Com from one of the colleges in bangalore. Soon the chat started heated-upMe: do you have a bf?She: no I don’t.Me: why so?She: I cannot. My parents are of conservative nature. They don’t like me talking to a guy. How can I have a bfMe: have you kissed anyone / done something like that.She: no. But I want to do it soon. I am dying for it.Have you got a gf?Me: no. Don’t get time from my busy schedule. Even I’m waiting to meet someone.She: you look soo good. I. Marcia said "Enjoy, hunny!" and closed the two of us in the bedroom alone. I was totally nervous.He introduced himself as Tony and said he was here to give me a massage, nothing more, and I could stay clothed if I wanted. After a moment I composed myself and agreed to let him caress my shoulders. Since he was doing this from my front, it was hard to miss the enormous bulge within his boxers. I could tell he was way larger than my fiance or any other man I'd ever been with. Thoughts began to.