For the first time, our eyes meet and the commitment of our passion is realized. A slightly devilish grin comes to your face as you raise your leg to...my chest. Taking hold of your foot, my hands seem cold, but soon the rubbing sets of erogenous zones you didn’t realize you had. A slight tickle gives way to a different feeling, something sensual. Your eyes watch as I begin to kiss your foot, softly chewing at the overlooked and overworked muscles in your feet. Slowly using my tongue to lap at. Macy opened the door wearing a skirt and a white button down blouse. Damn she looked good. “Come on in and grab a seat,” she told me and then turned and walked into her living room sitting on the couch across from a chair. I sat down looked at her cleavage and then to her sparkling blue eyes. “So what’s going on?” I asked her. She cleared her throat, looked at my bulge and then up to my eyes. “Let me explain this. Don’t ask questions, just sit back and listen,” Macy said. “I have a friend that. He stares at my cleanly waxed pussy. “Definitely not as innocent as you look,” he laughs. “I’m as innocent as I was three years ago,” I say, pulling him down to kiss me again. “I’m honored,” he whispers into my hair as I push his Hollister boxers off his hips and off of him. I reach down and feel him. He’s completely waxed, and he’s huge. “Are you sure,” he asks me. I kiss him and nod, my hands grip the top of the mattress behind me. He slowly guides himself to my entrance, using his fingers. Brad, also 17, was the boss of the same gang. Taller andstronger and more handsome even than Damon. “Christ, helooks like a movie star,” Walt thought, as Brad entered.“Jesus, no wonder the women fall all over him.” Bradalways seemed to be in the company of several women, somestudents, some older, but all babes.Sometimes Walt envied a person like Brad. He wonderedwhat it would be like to have such appeal that he couldfuck women at will. Walt and his wife Sheila had.