This time she went right in for the lick."I have an idea. Would you like to lick yourself from me?" I asked.Her eyes widened, she thought for a moment... then said, "Sure. Why not?" I pressed her gently down onto her back and positioned myself between her legs. Holding my dick, I worked the head into her slit, moving it around at the entrance to her well. Her eyes closed and she rotated her hips with my movements. By just an inch, or so, I slipped the head in and out a few times, coating it with. His name was Adam, he was what you would call a nerd or a geek. I did not care at least he was a man who talked to me. So I suppose you wont talk to me seeing how you have a boyfriend? Adam asked me. Not at all, my boyfriend is not the jealous type, I replied. Adam just stared at me with his mouth hanging open, I asked, Is something wrong, Adam? Yes I mean no other than you talked to me, Adam replied as he smiled at me. You may not want your girlfriends to see that after all I am a geek, Adam. I was reading nudie mags, wishing for dates with girls, had bought my first wig out of a catalog received from writing off to an address found in the back of one of my mother’s “ladies’ magazines” (and paid with it with a check from my own checking account, funded by my allowance from doing chores, birthday money, Christmas money, etc.) I had it well-hidden and rarely got to wear it (or cross-dress – in my mother’s dirty clothes from the hamper, since I had no female clothes of my own, so as to. His cock started to grow while it was placed on my face, and I could feel a droplet of his precum dribbling down my left cheek. He smelled so manly. I reached for his cock, but then he moved my hand away and wrestled me onto the bed. He turned me on my side and gave me a big slap on the ass. He moved his grizzly face towards my thick-ish thighs and rubbed his goatee against my soft bubbly ass. As I was on my side, he opened my cheeks and licked my boypussy. I moaned. He moved his tongue up and.