As long as it takes, I don't want to set a time Jess."With that we both left for work. After lunch I was dying to know if something was going on, so I...made an excuse at work and offered to drop some papers off at a customer across town. Remembering where the party was located, I headed straight there and drove by seeing a couple of cars I recognized from her work and also her car. So nothing had happened yet anyway. My imagination was in full tilt but I couldn't go in and I returned to work.. Thin, shortish, sprawled on the sofa. Long black hair covered her shoulders, her white tee shirt accentuating her small pert breasts. A black skirt covered her almost to the knees, long black boots from just below. From that description you could think she was a tramp, but you haven't seen her smile. She was just comfortable with her looks, with the company, with the world. The smile was magical, and seemed to be aimed directly at Michael. As it was. Oh, and she had the sparkle too. And the. I reach over with my left hand, and tap the waistband at the top of Ricky's shorts, indicating for him to pull them down. He shakes his head back and forth, from what looked like mortal fear, lol. I grin again, and grab his right arm, and pull it over to my jock. “Relax” I tell him, “just rub it, up and down” Ricky, now fixated at the porn, where now the girl is blowing the guy, starts rubbing on my dick as instructed. It only took a couple of minutes for the drop of wetness form my young. Ryan hated “dealing” with his pain ... it just wasn’t cool ... and the best way he knew to escape pain was to have sex. Fucking, sucking, being fucked, being sucked, cumming and making others cum were his passion, his hobby, his obsession, his fascination, and ... he often felt it was even his calling. Clearly that’s what his virile 21-year old body and his long-time obsession with indulgent sex were meant for. Ryan “got the hang of things” in Europe, and began pursuing sex even more.