"Come here" he whispered "sit on the bed."I instantly sprung out of the chair and sat, facing him, on the edge of the bed. He smiled at me and stopped...stroking long enough to take me hand and bring it to his hard cock. He stroked his dick with my hand for just a few seconds and then put his hands behind his head as I kept stroking. Oh my god it was so pretty. Thick, a few veins, nice color (he didn't get that angry red tip that I had seen in some videos) and I figured about 4.5 to 5 inches. I. That thought made me happy. I always had a fantasy of him railing me. Not what most girls dream of I suppose. I often imagined how I would like to swallow his cock while he would eat my pussy. I could only hope he felt the same way. That was all about to change. I walked around the house, confused for a while, but then I remembered he liked to hang out in his room a lot. I walked into my best guy friends room. "Hey Tom!" I called out. He was laying on the bed moving his arm. "What are ya up. ***16:04 14 Mar "I'll get my hair," I told her. "You go out and help stall." Theygave me identical looks of skepticism, but I made an urgent face at themand gave them a push towards the door. Lisa slowly turned around, pulling Debbie, then turned back aroundsuddenly. "Oh, I almost took your purse with me," she giggled fakely.I took it out of her hands, and of course, it had a hairbrush and sprayin it. "No sweat," I said. Debbie made an "Oh, boy, I hope you're right"face, and. The conversation allowed her to look him over thoroughly without him really noticing. Laura could feel herself getting wet as she considered Dean and her plans developing as if it was designed by an expert. “So what is your plans for the weekend, Dean?” she asked him as it seems their shopping together was nearing its end. “Not much. Just hang at home, watch a movie perhaps. Then on Saturday I need to check out your lawn as you asked last week.” ‘Perfect,’ Laura though to herself. “Tell you.