As we entered the room he stumbled onto me and I noticed something I would not expect from someone his size, I felt his large bulge on the back of my ...and. I helped him up the ladder of his bunk bed and sank into the beanbag positioned facing the door. The rapid movement of the removal of his boxers caught my eye and my attention was fixed onto his thick, fairly long unerrect penis. He beckoned me over with one hand, as I positioned my ear near his mouth he muttered the words touch it. We both. I just celebrated my 26th birthday the day before I wrote this story. I am going to narrate an incident that I experienced a few months back with a woman here. (All the names are changed for privacy sakes)I was a virgin until then and the only sexual experience I ever got was masturbating to amateur porn on the Internet. I did not like the fake porn stars and something about the natural erotica of women always turned me on. I did not really care if they were young or old. I am not a pervert but. ” I paused for a bit then whispered, “Elise?” “Yes?” “Are you ... enjoying this? How do you feel about it?” “I’m soaking wet! Just look at what she’s doing to him.” “And I’m hard as hell ! God, what a blow-job she’s giving him!” Just when I thought he couldn’t possibly last any longer he gently pushed her away from him, leaned over, picked her up and carried her over to the bed. We stood together in total silence as he laid her on the bed, removed the rest of his clothes and her slacks and. He reached out hissenses and read...and was more than mildly surprised at what he found.Looking towards the door from behind the display, he saw a strikinglyattractive woman in her mid thirties. Her trim figure, easy grace, andfluidity of movement made it easy to tell she was a trained dancer. Evenwithout the scan he would have recognized Elise Preston, the retiringprima ballerina of the Nashville Ballet. She was one of very few ofAfrican ancestry who had achieved that status with any company..