Come on” I encouraged her. She started moving.As her hands were on my shoulders, they were helpful to her. After a while, she could do it faster and...faster.“Oh yeah…it is so good…qamaar, this is great” she said happily.As she kept speeding, I kept rubbing her body, squeezing her boobs, pinching her nipples and french-kissing her lips, having her pushed towards me by her neck. I did not try to press her boobs against me as it could have pushed her legs even further apart. I did not want her to. At lunch I sat with another older boy and again pushed him to tell me more about sex. He seemed more sure of himself. His parents had the talk with him and had given him a booklet that explained more.Perhaps because I was young, or because of what Kim and I were already doing together, I didn’t feel in a rush to fuck. I could not see how it could feel better than being sucked off and the risk of pregnancy was another reason to be cautious. Someday I would try sticking my penis in her but. The problem was we just weren’t making any real headway. Nobody could seem to get along and, instead of taking any one theory and trying to develop it, all anyone wanted to do was argue over why they didn’t think something would work.After two full years of bickering, we were all becoming very frustrated, and so were the Char. They slowly started transferring members of our team away to other projects. As our numbers began to dwindle, we finally started developing some of our ideas.. The playboy did enjoyed how Rory pleased herself through him.“Oh Yeahhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhh Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”He took his time sucking her breasts, holding her body as she stood doing her job with his penis. Once in a while, their exchanged a few kisses and smiles between moaning.“The first time I’d done a shemale, I never thought I could find a fun one like you, Rory”“Always flattering your lovers… That’s what I love about you, Vic”“So better love me more than you ever did so.