It landed on the rug. She made no move to retrieve it, nor did he. Dutch thought it added to the informality of her place.He leaned his ass against th... edge of the chipped dresser. "Where you from?" Los Angeles."He said nothing, but took a swallow of his beer. The silence goaded Rosa into revealing more about herself."My father was Mexican, my mother..."Dutch jumped in. "I've met the lady." Um, yeah... you sure did." Don't be a bitch about it." He said without rancor."No... no, I'm not." She. }. He was panting as I lay back. My thoughts racing. I liked his licking & sucking. Damn this is what girls feel and it’s awesome. He came up and kissed me with force and eagerness. We were French kissing now. My little cock was leaking in my panties. His hand went higher up my skirt again. He got oh so close to my panties as he stroked softly, gently with sweet touches’ . He kissed my ear as I sighed. He took my hand and placed it on his hard cock. He looked me in the. I walked into the bathroom leaving the door openand began to lather my right armpit. I'm not very hairy at all so a razorwas all I needed. There wasn't enough hair to use any sort of trimmer. Iworked slowly, never having done this before but I soon found a rhythmand in no time both my pits were baby smooth. My chest didn't take verylong at all due to my lack of hair and I suppose manliness. My voicequivered as I told Beth I was ready for her.When she entered the bathroom Beth marveled at the. I've gained maybe fifteen pounds since then - most of it in my ass. ButMatt? Well, he's got to be at least 225 these days. It's funny - if Isaw that roll of fat on someone else I would have thought that it wasgross. But on Matt? I don't know - it almost looks like, ummm, well,kinda sexy to me. Wonder what it would feel like to snuggle up to himand rub it and play with it?I don't know whether it's because I suggested it to Matt, or whether hejust doesn't care how he looks anymore, but he quit.