. well, we just didn't mix very well! I wasn't a great hit at any of the dinner parties June was invited to either. Basically because I'm a little too...outspoken about my views on ... just about anything really. I'm a spade is a spade, type person and there's no two ways about it!Even when I was at school 'diplomat' could never have been included in a list of my possible career choices!Although a royalist, I hold a rather dim view of most of the idiots who habitually frequent the Houses of Lords. A woman who can jack her man off to orgasm will be his best lover ever. Play with it, feel it, kiss it, jack it, talk to it. Press it to your breasts; rub it against your face and lips. Tell him how beautiful it is, even suck on it. It's easy to be considered a fantastic lover when you worship your man's penis. You'll also have great sex afterwards.When you worship him, you have to really mean it. Faking will be obvious. If you don't like your man enough to worship his penis, then you're with. 'Can I just watch you masturbate?' He smiled, a bit disappointed that I was not going to partake but just lay back and gently stroked his very large cock.Time and time again I was tempted to take the imitative but I just couldn't go the extra mile. Eventually he shot his load up as far as his chest. I bid farewell and went on my merry way. Again a sleepless night, wondering what it would be like to hold, taste and even experience a cock in my virgin arse. I couldn't wait to get down to the. Her pussy spritzed suddenly and she wanted to rub her legs back and forth. Her eyes darted to his lap. His hand was lying in it and she couldn't see anything.The silence was getting uncomfortable for the inexperienced girl. "So ... what do you think?" she finally said.Bob took his time answering, more to be sure he had full control of his voice than anything else."Well..." he said. He looked at her and saw ... longing ... in her eyes. He had a sudden flash of insight and somehow knew that his.