Not smart, I thought. Not one damned bit. But the throb in my pussy and hardness in my clit made me rethink that. All I could think about was mounting...that young man and feeling his hardness penetrate me. I shivered with lust. He moaned again. Fuck! I thought quickly. He’s going to cum! Another groan. I had to take action. I stepped into the room. “Don’t you even think about coming, Kevin!” I whispered. “Oh god!” he managed, and released himself and rolled over onto his belly instantly. I. I grew to like him enough to say, “Can I ask you a personal question?”“Anything,” he said.“Don't get mad but I really have to know — are you hung like a bull or something? Your sweats always have that bulge.”Ray laughed and said, “Yeah, I’m sorry, there's not much I can do to cover that up. I don't mean to offend you.”“I’ve wondered about it for some time and I'm sure others have as well.” I grinned at him. “Maybe you need to buy some gym clothes from this generation and not from when you were. Our friendship continued to grow as we saw them for several weeks. We had reached the point that we were dancing with each other’s ladies, grinding our bodies together on the dance floor and making out as we danced slow dances.One week, while dancing with each other’s lady, Karen came over to me and said that Frank had invited us back to their home for a drink and to get more acquainted. She said that she wanted to go, and asked if I was willing."Sure," I said, "Why not?"We gathered our. I caught him staring at me with the same look you had." "With your shirt pulled tight to highlight your form, I saw that your breasts are nicely shaped," I said. "Unless you have an amazing bra, they have very little sag. I admit that I have a breast fetish, and I would love to see yours. But I have another fetish. When breasts sit high and firm like yours, I love to kiss the ribs beneath them." As I spoke, she swallowed and then her lips parted expectantly. I did something that I normally.