He slid a little in and pulled back half way before sliding a little further in. Slowly, he inched his way into me, gently, lovingly, steadily, and pl...nting kisses on my neck, shoulders, and ears. I continued to shiver. I told him I wanted him, that I want more inside me. He chose to take it slow, easy, caring, and loving. This big man, this strong man who dwarfed me underneath him. That saying flashed through my mind, ‘Nothing is as strong as gentleness, nothing as gentle as real strength’. I. "Good."Laura collected her mail, and they both went up to her apartment. She made them each a drink, then showed Marshall the stunning view from her living room windows. Ever the gentleman, he was genial and relaxed, content to let things develop slowly, if indeed they were going to develop at all. Marshall was a lawyer, very bright and inquisitive, and so conversation with him was not at all difficult. Even though the possibility of sex, and pretty hot sex at that, was hovering over every word. I am sure that Roger was up for what I was hoping Sharon would do with it. I told her to pretend that it was a stranger and she was having sex with him while I watched. She said that it was large and was not sure if it would fit. I told her if she took her time and made sure she was good and wet it would probably feel real good. She asks who the stranger was and I told her it was someone she picked up when we were out. She said someone like Roger, and I said why not. I sure Roger was excited to. His hand trembled and it seemed to be moving in slow motion as he reached for the crotch of his sleeping friend. There, under the material of his pajama pants, Jay could feel the outline of his friends cock and it took his breath away and left no doubt, his lust for it. His heart pounding, his pulse racing, Jay gently caressed that cock with his finger tips and felt it swell. There was nothing in this world that he wanted more than to feel that cock on his lips, in his mouth, to taste it, to.