The first had been someone in my circle of friends who had really amazed me with what he could do with his hands (until he told me about his secret lo...e of using moisturiser instead of lube. No way could he go up my arse with skin cream on it. That hurt like anything and after that I decided I would never have anal sex. But that was then, I knew little about how much I would learn in the future! Then there was the fantasy man. He really, really opened doors for me that I never wanted to close. The whole time I gave Clare's tits, and nipples, attention, and then kissed my way down to her belly button, and licked and kissed the button, she kept stroking my cock with her hand, and was still stroking it as I kissed on down on her lower belly.I stopped kissing and licking right at the top of her slit, "Do you shave or wax, your mound here where there is usually hair, or has it not started growing yet?" while keeping my mouth close to the slit, so she could feel my breath on it as I asked. The building itself was constructed of dark grey bricks and tapered off to a sharp peak high above the entrance. He turned quickly for he thought he saw something moving stealthily between the gravestones. After a moment of looking, he turned back toward the church. Closing his eyes as he took a first step into the graveyard, he knew for sure that he was going to be struck by lightning. Feeling no condolence for lack of lightning he pressed forward towards the entrance of the cathedral, passing. I wanted to kiss her. But somewhere, in the back of my head, a little voice was telling me that she had just sucked some other john’s dick. That wasn’t a thought that could be ignored. Kohsoom looked puzzled, as though she could tell that I had had a sudden change of heart. “Sorry” I smiled awkwardly, “I’m not used to this”.“Me neither” Kohsoom said quietly, almost to herself, as she skirted down and engulfed my throbbing cock.The ecstasy was total. Within seconds my mind was blank, unable to.