The day arrived and I drove to her studio, which was her home. She invited me in and said that she was glad to see me. I said I was glad to see her ...nd was looking forward to a great massage. When I say I was glad to see her I meant that is a real sense - she had on a t-shirt with no bra!!!.We went to the basement which had what appeared to be a guest room. She had a nice smelling mist going and the lights were very low and relaxing. She told me to undress and lay face down on the table. . “Well, I am a guy, right?” I tried to say it nonchalantly, but I think I probably failed.She giggled and blushed again, whispering, “I’ll show you my boobs if you show me your thingy.”“Really? You want to see me naked?” I asked, giggling nervously.I felt the breath of her own laughter on my face and realized that we were leaning toward each other, speaking quietly, faces inches away.“No, not really NAKED,” she said. “I just want to see your penis!”“Why mine?”“Because you’re here and you have. "David reached his arm under my waist, pulling me up to him, and started to kiss me. I returned the kiss and melted into his chest. Carol then pulled my legs apart. "Open up baby I'm going to lube your pussy some more." Just then I felt her finger pressing into my hole with some more lube. "You too David spread them open and let me grease your pussy too."David was getting the same finger fucking that I was, as I lay on top of David's body. We moaned into each other's mouth as Carol continued to. She was the only girl I truly cared about.Getting off the couch, I walked over to the dinning room and open the liquor cabinet (Mom liked a drink in the evening). Grabbing the bottle of Jack, I poured a little bit into a shot glass and took down a shot of courage. Then I slowly make my way to her room.Reaching her doorway, you see Ginger laying face down on her bed with her earphones on, listening to the radio. She looked so cute with her legs cocked up in the air and her feet crossed. And.