I rested my cheek against his chest and listened to his heart pounding within. I sighed and pulled out of his arms. I grabbed his hand and looked up a... him. ‘If there is any such thing as a perfect day, then this was it.’ He brought his hand up to my cheek and brushed a thumb over my lower lip. His eyes were like were like the night sky, dark and intense. ‘The day isn’t over yet.’ I turned my head and placed a light kiss on the palm of his hand. I was wrapped in warmth at the promise in his. I finished my business Friday afternoon and left to drive up to her house. I pulled up to her house and walked to the back porch. I took off all my clothes and walked in the back sliding glass door. She met me there and led me to the living room. She told me that she was going to do a strip for me but she wanted to tie me to the chair. I agreed and she tied me up. As soon as she was done she starts taking pictures of me as 7 girls walk in. Most I don't know but I recognize a couple as old. I found out that Sandy was 13 like i thought and that Kim had just started high school a few days before and they were both bummed about not being in the same school. While we were sitting there and they both got more and more relaxed with the beer I was able to sneak more and more looks at their beautiful tight bodies. Sandy was sitting Indian style and I kept glancing at her crotch and wondering what her tight pussy tasted like. Her shorts were real tight and clung tightly to her inner thighs. I didn’t know it then, but those words are true. I find myself constantly searching out pictures of beautiful cocks online. Along with videos of them cumming and being sucked. I always imagine that it’s me pleasuring those magnificent erections. come to think of it however, I love the images of soft, hanging cocks just as much, maybe more. The hypnotic way a soft cock moves and swings, dangling between a man’s legs. It makes my knees weak. It makes me crave and desire to kiss it, to feel the.