Her hand wandered slowly closer to my crotch, teasing me, her fingers caressed my belt buckle, gently undoing it. I could feel her breath on my neck. ...aria then moved in front of me and slid my belt out completely. We locked eye contact and leaning forward we kissed, first gently, then passionately, like long lost lovers, like we would've imagined ourselves when we were only young teens. My hands fumbled at her shirt, undoing the buttons and swiftly pulling it over her shoulders. Her soft. By far it had to be the best 50 cent blowjob ever. A week later I was telling a guy Rick what had happened, I guess he was around 17 years old, we talked about it for a dit and he kept asking how I felt about it being with another boy, I really wasn’t sure how I felt about it, I did tell him I did like getting a blow job and loved getting to shoot off in someone’s mouth even if it’s was a boys mouth. He kept pushing the fact that I rubbed Kenny’s ass, I told him I guess it was just the heat of. In fact, when I let go of her hands to grab the back of her head, she started rubbing her pussy."No no... that's for me to play with..."I grabbed her by the hair and made her crawl to my living room and onto the couch. I sat down next to her. "Well, it's not going to suck itself."She was amazing. I don't know what they're teaching these k**s in college these days, but it's not something my soon-to-be ex-girlfriend was ever taught. With one hand on the back of her head, guiding her rhythm, I. "All that's missing are the lame traps and the brainless muscle guarding the thick wooden door." Keep your sense pealed; just because this is clichéd doesn't mean it won't work." Despite his own words, he walked sure-footed and calmly, almost carelessly, down the corridor, looking like he had every right to be there. I snorted and followed.The floor sloped down at an easy angle as we walked, the tunnel continuing to run ruler-straight for about three hundred feet before splitting off to the.