It was fully out of his sheath and still dripping the thin come he had just spurted all over my legs. I realised with rather strange satisfaction that...I had made him come by letting him thrust against me and suddenly feeling safe now and back in charge I massaged his penis gently as he squirted his come in dozens of long squirts until he finally stopped coming. I could feel the wetness in my hand and bizarrely even rubbed some of his come onto my pussy. I had excited him by letting him lick me. He was a true and loyal friend. He was even cute. I had a little daydream in the car yesterday, on the way to the Mariner-before everything started to come apart. It was of he and I watching Casablanca in the dark, cuddled up under a blanket, snuggling-and then making mad love after it. I NEVER daydream about sex. I mean it. That was the first. The first time I ever thought of it as something potentially other than a disaster.And, to be honest, I never dreamed about watching old movies with. Samantha was very well developed for her age, in fact, one would never guess she was less than nineteen years old.I work six days a week, and Sunday is my only day off. But this Sunday was going to be anything but boring! I was awakened at about 6:00 AM by a knock on my front door. I put on my bathrobe and went to answer the door. When I opened the door, Jessica and Samantha were standing there. Before I could say a word, Jessica kicked me in my right shin and pulled me onto herself, by my. We kiss some more and then I follow you home. As you opening the door I take the keys and push the door open and quickly push you against the wall with your hands over your head with one hand and the other firmly on your breast. We kiss and I slide one hand up your skirt and grab your ass as my lips move down to your breast. Then my hand moves up your skirt and I feel your wetness as I have bared one breast and have started to suckle your nipple. As you're gasping and moaning from excitement.