Traffic has slowed to a halt, which leaves ample time for him to pull me onto his lap and kiss me deeply. I moan as I feel his cock pressed into my th...gh and before he can slide into my pussy, I push off him and back to the middle seat. I lean forward, and ever so lightly kiss the tip of his cock. I hear him sigh before he wiggles his jeans farther down, exposing all of his wonderfully hard cock to my lips. I kiss his tip again before licking all the way from the base of the shaft to his tip. But it was Tim that came in my hand. Tim playing with my breasts and me masturbating him was as far as things had gone. As warped as it may sound, I was proud that I was keeping our dalliance at what I referred to as a reasonable level of harmless fun.Terry: “Tim ... I want to try oral sex when you come over this weekend.”Tim: “You want me to go down on you?”Terry: “You jerk, you already do that. I want to go down on you this time.”Tim: “That would feel so good. I wish you were here to do it to. I already ate.”“Sorry for being late,” is all I could mumble out.The image of my darling in her most intimate time repeatedly ran in my mind as I tentatively nibbled at the meal she had prepared. I was afraid to say anything, fearful I might let something slip. I did not realize the direction we were headed as I did not know (or did not want to know) what she thought about me, that she thought of me sexually.That night in our sleeping bags, it was apprehensive, at least for me. When she kissed. .. hot damn!It's still hard to believe... me, a girl, with a baby maker in my tummy. And there is the bounce and jiggle of real boobs on my chest instead of the stick-on fakes I used to wear, this feeling so very different and so much more intense now with my real ones. And then of course, there is the very obvious absence of anything between my legs.12.Well, today is going to prove to be very, very interesting and more than a little bit scary. I'm to meet, together with the other SRS.