With one last kiss you start moving down my body, setting me on fire again. I can feel your hands sliding under my ass, squeezing me in your hands. As...I move my legs apart you kiss each thigh blowing gently on my skin teasing me. This is pay back in the best way, making me wait. I can feel your breath on my pussy then finely thank god I fell your tongue as you lick my pussy lips. I think I have died and gone to heaven as your mouth and hands start working there magic on me. I can feel my. I hadn't really thought about playing with a guy despite some younger days of exploration. But I was definitely feeling horny about it too. The anticipation of actually holding someone else's hard cock would be so interesting...I made my way over and rang his door bell. He promptly appeared, casually dressed in a tshirt and sweat pants. I wasn't too worried then - he lived in a real nice part of the city and his appearance was clean and professional. We shook hands as I entered. He was much. It was getting dark at these higher latitudes, Winter was fast approaching and light was low at late afternoons.I remember thinking I should have taken an overcoat, for two reasons, to cover-up my over-exposure and keep the biting wind at bay.But home for me was 20 minutes walk back uphill and as the bus was due I decided to brave it out, in the shelter.There was an old couple in front of me and a couple of men behind, enjoying the free view of a teenage girls exposed crotch not to mention the. The problem was he had been denying it to himself all this time, and he had no other excuse for his cheating on her with Donna. As much as he hated to admit it, he knew she was right and he was in the wrong. "Well...if you...kind of...look at it like that...then...I guess so," he grudgingly admitted."YOU GUESS SO! Well, if you 'guess' we're in a relationship, then why are you cheating on me, Bobbie? And especially with a T-girl like Donna DeLuca?" T-girl?" Bob asked, confused at the term. He.