I slowly dropped to my knees and with my hand I reached into the open fly of his boxers and took his swollen man hood out I began by rubbing him all o...er my face against my cheeks and chin running him across my lips which I ever so slightly opened so I could lick him as I passed his swollen cock across my lips I took the tip and licked long and slow across it circling it and teasing it with my tongue I slowly began to stroke him listening to him enjoy the touch of my hand up and down his rigid. "Are you, Amber?" Seth asked me. "I'm afraid to wake up." Hmmm ... Seth," I sighed and I was feeling it, the warmth of his voice in my tummy. "I don't know what I'm doing."I was telling him the truth, we both were, and I honestly didn't know if I was with him because I wanted to be, or if it was because I had no place else to go. I couldn't forgive myself for what I'd done and that was what he was trying to offer me. Seth wanted to love me, I thought. He'd said everything but that and his voice. At 18, the boy from Iowa had the sexual experience of a grown up, because apart from his sunny blond good looks and his tall, slender frame, he carried a secret weapon. He may have been almost a boy, but many men would have envied him his dick. At 11 wrist-thick inches, that dick had deflowered more girls than Andrew could remember. And, as often as not, as his reputation spread, many a married woman had gone to bed with him too. In New York, as soon as a few college girls slept with him, word. We noticed a smart young man watching porn about the seven year itch while waiting for food along with his sexy female companion. He could’ve bedded the beautiful woman if he so desired, yet he’d found time for porn.“Why do we need porn?” asked my friend earnestly. “Because it’s one thing to make love and a totally different perspective, to see her in action,” I replied with conviction.“So you are saying, it’s more satisfying to see the lady in action, then we can realize those sequences while.