My dad wanted me to amount to something, he was always saying so. He pushed me to study hard at college and I wasn't allowed to date boys, even though...all my friends were. I was getting very curious about sex and that was how the game began. It started one evening as I was getting ready for bed, it was a hot night and I had the window open, a cool breeze blowing the d****s, and on impulse I stepped closer and looked outside. Mr Bolter was standing on the porch of his house in the darkness, and. He makes an “mmmmm” of appreciation.I am gratified to feel his cock getting harder in my hand. I stroke it…it is still a good length. Not the longest or thickest cock I have ever known, but more than adequate.Again I think of getting his cock inside him, but I don't want to risk him losing his erection. and besides, my own sex organ is quiet now.So, I stroke him, enjoying the act of giving pleasure. After all that has gone before, it does not take long for the touch of my hand to get him. "Want to save me some money?" she said."No, Molly," I said. "Please no."Molly thought about it. Then she turned to the clerk and said "Maybenext time. Muffin is just starting out as a sissy. She's not ready for aguy as big as I bet you are."He shrugged. "Her loss. But I could probably do 33 percent off." You're so sweet!" Molly said. "But not for her first blowjob, okay." Limited time offer," he said."And it's a generous one," Molly said. "I'm sure we'll regret it later.But I think I'll just. Orlando came to the doorway and she could see him, framed in the mirror. Without making a sound on his bare feet, he crossed the length of the room that separated them and came up behind her so only a whisper was between them. She could feel him trembling behind her. He put both hands under her thick hair and began to massage the back of her neck. She watched in the mirror as her hair fell over his long fingered hands like a waterfall. He spoke to her in a language she realized was the Elvish.