The reason I had to swallow had when I saw her was the way she was dressed: she wore nothing but a white blouse that was hanging open over a light gre...n bikini top that her huge breasts were almost hanging out of, a pair of very short jeans that showcased her great behind and black pumps.“Er, I, er, hello Mrs. Johnson,” I stammered.She smiled again, with the luscious full red lips. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her body.“You tired of these boring computer games?” she asked.“Yes, er, kind of.”“I. THinking I done a goodjob and she would want more. she hits the power button and turns off the tv. My heart was racing thinking I might have a chance to get what i been dreaming of for the past 6 monthsbut she says "well i got to get to bed. I got to get up early and go to work but tomorrow we'll stay up late there is some good movies coming on and I don't have to work wendsday" I went to bed as well laying there stroking my cock thinking of what could have happen. "shit the cam " wonder. "Oh... yeah... Maria smells different. Coochies do smell different!" she announced, as if she had just finished an important science project. More laughter filled the room. What Lissette did not tell her two friends was the odd, light, dancing sensation in her chest and stomach when she did this. The smells of her friends' most intimate areas excited her somehow, and she wasn't entirely sure why, or what it meant. Maybe it was the feeling of being there, the closeness... she couldn't tell. She. I made a quick circle around his street as I thought about it, and as I passed by his house the second time I saw him on his front porch butt naked with his dick in his hand waving me over as he walked though his front door. I fucking trembled as I pulled up in my car, I felt hot inside, my stomach was twisted from excitement and adrenaline. This is fucking happening. As I walked into his house he sat there on the couch as planned with his cock in his hand, and some porn on the TV. He asked me.