Over the next next few days, he would ask me several times, if I was turned on by the photos, Of course I said yes and how beautiful she was and how m...ch I wanted her. Remember, he asked. I really should have known, but at that age, who thinks of such things?The next time I was over, Alex seemed nervous, but excited. He asked if he could trust me, he asked if he could show me something. He disappeared for a few minutes, then, from around the corner, asked me to promise not to laugh.I said I. The mirth of the moment was dying."He he he... yeah..."Jim smiled bigger. "No Rick, I really mean it. I don't feel so big anymore... now that there'll be somebody with bigger tits than these," she said as she slapped her breasts together.Rick looked confused. "What are you talking about?"Jim picked up Rick's empty coke can. "Oh, nothing. Just that I slipped a pill in your drink earlier when you weren't looking." You what?" Rick glanced at the empty can. He chuckled. "You couldn't have..." But. It felt as if it would explode. His hips continued to rock back and forth, shoving his cock in and out of her mouth."Play with your tits for me Cindy. Show me how hard you can make them. And keep your tongue running over my cock. I'm going to fuck your face now." He watched as her hands moved to her breasts, cupping the twin globes, her fingers plucking at her hard nipples. He heard her moan, not sure if it was because of her fingers or his cock as he began to take deep thrusts into her willing. -One month later, George and I were on speaking terms but he wouldn’t talk about that night. He assured me that he did love me though, and I believed him. I definitely did love him.- It was Christmas Eve. We always spent Christmas Eve with my Mom’s mom’s side of the family, and Christmas day at her dad’s. We were all in the large living room, watching whatever was on at the moment, talking about our lives, and eating some appetizers. I had sat next to George and he kept nonchalantly touching my.