I always assumed boys wanted only girls, and men wanted only women. Fact is, I wanted to know. I had to know. It was the very first time I wanted the ...erson on the phone to know I was naked. But not only tell him. I wanted to show him. I would feel a very powerful girl if I did notice he was interested in my body, maybe Id even agree to let him pop my cherry, even knowing very well it was utterly wrong. Age problem, and he was married, and father of my dear friend, just to name a few. But the. She could feel both of his cocks swell and throb inside her, and he could feel her pussy and ass tight around his cocks as her cunt juices trickled along his shaft to his balls. He could feel his scrotum rubbing against both of her thighs each time he rammed her, and the feel of her skin made his balls tingle. Grabbing her hips and waist, he pulled himself into her faster now, fucking her on his cocks. She let out a long, moaning scream of mingled pain and pleasure as his cocks and balls. Suckling..her..she pulsated. As I massaged her with a soft bite. Nibbling her breast and nipple. As I massaged her vagina with a stroke. Nibbling her breast with a cool kiss. Her breast glisning with my kiss as I massaged her vagina tip. Hot with my kisses.. soft masssage of her tip.warm kisses lay softly on her tip. Gently licking and biting it. Pecking her v.tip with soft nuzzles. She throabed .orgasming. As I nibbling her tip. stroking her..softly. Kissing her nipple and vagina.rolling. He's so nonchalant about it that I don't give it a second thought. I assume that's how they massage in France and don't want to be thought a prude. Besides, it feels great. I smile, close my eyes and enjoy the sensation of his hands kneading and massaging my milky white breasts in his warm masculine hands. As I open my eyes, I look up and realize his crotch is right above my head. I doubt he realizes how close his cock is to my face. As he leans over my torso to massage my rib cage, his.