She crooked her finger and beckoned me to her. I walked up to the couch, she leaned back and spread her legs and the implication was clear, I quickly ...neeled and started slowly licking her pussy.. she kept up her conversation although her pussy become wetter. She talked for about 20 minutes with me licking her... my mouth was tired, my cock was hard as a rock but I did not dare stop. Finally she told the person goodbye, and hung up. She pulled my face out of her crotch, all wet and sweaty.... " So what did you do?" Took some butter to school with me of course." She giggled. "That's when I found out it wasn't how big the cock was but more the fact of simply having a cock up there. As long as my arse was properly lubricated and as long as they treated me nice and didn't try to fuck it up me in one stroke then it was all good." Didn't you get some kind of a reputation in those days," asked Bill feeling a little concerned. "I mean I know that things have changed now but things were. He seemed to know that she would be very sensitive so he just lay there for a few minutes waiting fo her to recover. She got aroused very quickly as he started licking her pussy and sucking on her clit again and sure enough in a few minutes she was moaning and humping her hips up and down. When she was climbing towards another climax he pulled away and quickly removed his top and dropped his shorts. We were all shocked, his cock must have been 9 1/2 or 10 inches long and looked as big around as. Every aspect of her clings to me, makes me want her more.She smiles coyly at me over mugs of beer and hotdogs. Teases me with her fingers. At night, dancing, she molds her body up against mine at all the right times. She’s seducing me, without any effort it seems.Thinking back, this makes me smile ear to ear. She didn’t have to put forth any effort. She was like a drug; I wanted more and more of her.By the end of the night, even before I had taken her home. I couldn’t get enough of her. I.