She pulled my boxers down and I stepped out of them. My cock sprang free and my ball were so full the ached. She spun onto her back and I followed. We...both laid on the bed now. She was in a black bra and panties. Her breasts spilled out of her bra as it seemed to struggle to confine its contents.My cock was twitching and she reached down and wrapped her small hand around it. She sighed and said how thick and hot it felt. She tugged it very slowly and milked out a large amount of precum. I. It was a part of our childhood. Our confidante and our friend. I will never forget the day that I crossed the street to Amber’s—careful to look both ways like my mom warned—and knocked on the front door. “The kids are in the back, you can go around the side, Krystal,” her mom said. I found Amber sitting on the stone patio crying, her face red and blotchy from the tears. At first, I thought her stepfather, Brian, had yelled at her. I thought her dog was sick or something equally predictable had. Actually, Mary might have it, or worst case, I can call Josh in Sweden and get it from him.”Joyce arrived, and I filled her in on what had happened and what Bethany and I had discussed. She offered to call Kara, and I asked her to wait until Kara called back so we could see what her mom might have been able to accomplish.“You don’t seem to be losing control nor becoming overly emotional,” Joyce said.“No, so far, so good,” I said. “In the end, the worst-case scenario is that I can’t see her. Our eyes met and we smiled and I told her beautiful she was, stroking her face with my hand. She touched my nose, eyebrows and forehead with her fingertips, then my lips, and above my lips she traced a line from one corner of my mouth to the other. My erection throbbed and swelled inside her. Suddenly she cried out, closed her eyes and arched her back.Her knees went up and I felt the sharp points of her high heels on my buttocks as she shrieked, encouraging me on. An exciting wave of pleasure.