Gail’s high school and college sexual experiences had been limited to guys groping her breasts, rubbing her pussy through her clothes and a hand job...here and there for certain friends. When she did venture to satisfy her own sexual needs, it was usually a missionary style experience, lasting only minutes, with only his needs being met. She graduated from college and graduate school without ever having really experienced the pleasures of oral sex, positions beyond some varieties of missionary,. ” It didn't sound right to me. If it made Curtis so sick why was it hidden in a locked toolbox that he opened just about every day? Curtis always went right back to shed when he got home from work. Then a couple of weeks later I walked in on Curtis getting fucked by a friend of his named Bruce and he was loving the hell out of it. I watched as Curtis crawled over to Bruce, who was sitting cross-legged with his cock standing up in front of him. Reaching forward, Curtis grasped Bruce’s cock in. The ten hours of sleep, that is.Well, just below the kitchen window in 'my' apartment was a notch in the building and the windows there faced the windows in the kitchens across the hall from me. There was a guy in his forties that lived right across from me who went to work in a suit and tie every weekday. But one floor down there was a couple of girls that had a place together. One was flat out gorgeous red head and the other one was this sweet looking round faced girl with a an infectious. He pulled the covers back and crawled in. She had her back to him, hoping that he would just leave her alone. She felt his fingers on her breasts manipulating her nipples to stand erect. Dora was too frightened to move and when she felt him hard against her she began to tremble. “Damn Dora you okay? You are shaking. I feel you baby.” “Just a little sick Lance,” she explained. Dora couldn’t believe that he had forgotten what he did to her so fast. “Let me see if I can make you feel better,”.