I sat on the bed and pulled her into me so she was straddling me. Her hands began once again exploring my body, she was still kissing me. Her lips wer... full and soft and she tasted like sweet caramels. I began to feel her as well, running my hands along the curvature of her waist to her hips. She let out a small sigh. Realizing that she was in her lingerie and I was fully dressed, she pulled my shirt up and over my head and tossed it on the floor. She looked at my chiseled chest and fondled my. Finally I said OK, Jean told me not to tell Peter about this.I finally agree, I talked to Stephanie over the phone, and arrange the day and, and the place, she told me to take a taxi to their home and she will pay it.The birthday day arrive I was off Jean said have fun and do what you do best and gave me a kiss, when you come back I want you to give all details.I look a taxi and soon I was at their home, Stephanie, greeted me at the door, we went in, she introduce me to Jim, and told him I. No one wants to end up alone with thesethree, especially if you’re on the pretty side. Youdefinitely need to avoid them, Jenny,” Cara warned. “What do you mean by hardcore?” I asked naively. Thiswas all new, and intriguing to me. Cara looked at me, recognizing I didn’t, and couldn’t,know the “language” of the culture. “Shit Jenny, you’reso innocent. What I mean is… how do I say this? Imean that they have… well, I mean the. Ikneeled down, lucky my suit was a working uniform, held his balls in onehand and gently stroked him with the other. I still felt uncomfortableholding another man’s penis but I was resigned to it and, if I honest, Iwas doing it on my own initiative. I gradually increased my grip and theintensity of the strokes of his now erect member. He started to groanand ooze precum, but before he came I pulled back to anotherdisappointed groan from him. My strategy was to increase his frustrationwithout.