“Oh God. Stroke that cock, Tom! Stroke that cock!”, she said as she continued rubbing my balls in her hand. As she was mesmerized watching me jack...off, I was mesmerized watching her huge tits bouncing and swaying every which way. I slowly slid myself forward as I continued stroking myself. She let go of my balls as I got to the edge. “Oh, I know what you want!”, she said with a devilish grin. She leaned forward opening her mouth. “No Diane. Something else.”, I replied as I pushed her head back. Her boobs were kind of small 32B but on her they looked good. I felt that feeling again but didn’t say anything as I stared at her. The next hand she lost again and had no qualms about taking off her PJ bottoms. Now she only had on a pair of powder blue lace panties, which made me look like a pervert because I stared so much I didn’t hear her telling me to deal the cards. Well I lost the next two hands and we were both down to our panties when I lost the third time. I tried to tell her lets. My longing for her body overtook anything else I felt at that moment. 'Take your clothes off', I whispered between kisses. Without delay, she stripped off her tight dress and stood there in her black panties and bra. She undressed me as she told me how much she wanted to fuck me, my cock growing hard in my pants. I should've felt bad, I should've felt guilty, but I was 17. All I cared about was my dick. She lovingly caressed my chest as she lifted off my shirt. I smacked her on the ass,. ” She let me hold her hand back to her room and at the door she stopped and ask… “I had the feeling you were trying to ask a question at the pond?” I blushed and said “I don’t know if it was question or the resolution of a dilemma?” “Oh really?” she replied, “tell me your dilemma?” I started and stopped and stammered… and then took a deep breath… “Well… it’s this way… I was weighing actions which one the one hand might potentially create problems in a great new friendship… over against.