"Yeah, OK.... " He stripped off his top and then scooted his pants down without standing. I tried not to stare, but he looked over and saw me looking ...t him. I looked away, but he spoke up. "It's OK, you can look. I don't mind." "No that's OK" I said, feeling my cheeks redden, and looking out to sea again. He reached over and touched my hand. "No, Luke. I want you to look at me. Please." I turned to face him. Looked at his face. He had an expression of pleading, almost. "Look at me, Luke." "I. What I got was friendly, all right. She reamed my mouth with her tongue like she'd forgotten to eat."See what a dummy he was?" she said.I watched her walk into her house and left. Shit!The whole week was a blur. We were headed into the sectionals and were hosting it again. It was hard to concentrate on classes either at St. Joe Valley or at IUSB. It was an extension campus but was just as frantic about the Hoosiers moving a step closer to the sweet sixteen as most of Indiana was about the high. She then pushed again against his chest to make him lie back.Coming to grips with what was taking place, Ron finally clued in that his girlfriend knew a lot more then he did about sex, and what she wanted. How much more, Ron was soon to find out. It didn’t take long for Ron’s hormones to take over. Feeling Jenny’s lips press against his, her tongue pushing deep into his mouth, and feeling the bare skin under his hands was almost more than he could take. His cock was stiffer than he had ever. Passion takes over and I pull Michael closer to me. Knowing that the phallus has something to do with Ghammal’s death, it has to wait. I want to satisfy my own lust first. I spread my legs further apart and lift my behind to grant Michael entrance into my sacred compartment. He has other ideas. Drawing back from my darting tongue, he plants small wet kisses on my neck, my breasts and I can feel him sucking on my nipples. Still he continues downwards, leaving a wet trail over my flat stomach..