I was still a virgin and had no experience with woman or men. I had seen a few cocks in some hardcore porn magazines and was aware that most men did n...t compare to the porn-stars when it came to size but Jeff was an exception. Even soft his cock was huge and this only increased my desire to feel him in my mouth. The cock in front of my face was five inches long, fat, and still completely soft. Surrounding it was a moderate, unkempt shag of pubic hair. Below that his balls, acting as a pillow on. I needed to steady myself, leaning on a dresser near the bed. That was when I caught a reflection in the dresser mirror of a young woman. That young woman had a picturesque face of unknown origin, (possibly Celtic, Slavic or Scandinavian), very green eyes, alabaster skin (Just beginning to tan), High Cheek bones, perky nose, a great deal of thick, Auburn below shoulder to the waist hair. Her body was young, curvaceous with very lovely perky breasts that appeared full and firm. As she stared. Maybe it was because I put myself out there, not as a tough guy who thumped his chest with macho intent, but as a sensitive and vulnerable guy who wanted to be helpful and liked. I'd been the first kind of man when I was in the Green Berets, but my life with Karen had transformed me into a much nicer guy. Even I liked myself more.As I got sucked into the country music industry, I quickly adopted Terry Ross, Crystal's agent, as my own. Terry was in his early thirties, and a ball of fire about. ” I was startled at first, taking a step back, not even sure if I wanted what I had asked for, but then thought of being able to take that one flight with him. I had always wanted to know the feeling. He stood there, as if knowing what my mind was thinking; letting me battle with my thoughts until my mind was clear again. I looked up to him once again, and nodded. “Ok, I’m ready,” I whispered softly. He moved behind me, wrapping a strong arm around my waist ensuring I wouldn’t fall from his.