I stood up and edged to my bedroom door, from the words I could make out they were saying it didn’t sound like I was invited, their conversation had...’t changed much throughout the course of the evening and they were still talking about fashion or something. “I give you my permission and don’t let Bela say otherwise x” A second text from Jamie. My excitement dropped, knowing that Bela wasn’t in on it made me think it was just Jamie trying to get me and Bela to have her room, which I know Bela. The most experienced. He wasn't humping it into me frantically, like most young men do. He wasn't overexcited. He was working with me to improve his own enjoyment of the experience, which improved my own enjoyment immensely. And it was a BIG cock. Probably the biggest I had worked on to that point."Relax," he sighed, instructively, "let it slide into your throat. Don't fight it. Relax. That's it. Let it get way in there. That's it! You're doing it now, man. Take this fucker into your throat.. "Take your shirt off," she instructed. I then did as she said. I was starting to get really hot. She sat down and started to rub my chest. "Handsome little devil, aren't you?" she said. "You definitely are too good to be wasted on men." "Open your pants," she said. "I want to take a look at your cock." I opened my pants and showed her my rock-hard cock. She examined it for a moment, gently and sensuously playing with my tender head and stiff shaft. "It looks like it's just the right size. He pulls her in tighter to his body, he runs his hands over her slowly as he looks around, wishing they were alone. She goes to move away but he holds her in place, their bodies so close he is sure that she can feel his arousal. They had never met yet he felt as if he had known her all this time. His mind had made up the scene he was living too many times but it had never been like this. His palms were feeling clammy, his nostrils were inhaling her sweet vanilla smell, but he still couldn't say.