‘Well?’ She asked quietly, sitting on the edge of the bed. ‘You want to dance for me?’ I asked carefully. I put the magazine on the bench at ...he end of our bed. ‘Well…maybe.’ She said. ‘I don’t really know what to do.’ She was kind of shaking again. What was she so scared of? I took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. I ran my fingers through my hair. My erection was going down a little, but I didn’t mind. Getting her to open up to me was more important right now. ‘Cara, how can I help you. The person who had spoken was the oldest boy in the group of three. He was obviously trying to impress his companions by badgering someone who was not likely to resist. Well, I was prepared to disillusion him. "I am prepared to pay for this ribbon, but that is no business of yours." The hell, you say? Ain't no Injun gonna smartmouth me." As he said this, he started to draw his gun. Damned if it wasn't an old Colt Navy, converted to fire cartridges in .38 caliber.Now, I had no intention of. I had thought about what it would be like to touch one, to kiss and suck one. I was young and talking about it, let alone doing it was taboo. You'd be "gay." My world began to change when one morning I arrived to pick Tim up to go surfing. His mother let me in and said he was still in his room and to go on up. I walked into his room and Tim was still lying in his bed. I don't know if he was awake or not, but he was on his back with his legs open and completely nude!His good sized cock was. I could feel his eyes trying to see as much of my boobs and thighs he could. I noticed he was holding his beer in his lap, so something must have begun to happen down there, that he was trying to hide.As Victor came back, I turned over to lay on my stomach, as he started to rub the lotion on my back. My loving hubby rubbed my neck and my back down to reach my buttocks.Then he paused and told Tom he would go inside for making a call to his Boss; it was something important and he had almost.