” By this time, I was stroking my erection.“But take a look at this.” I opened the large bottom drawer of my father’s nightstand; there was a ...arge red and white box in the drawer. Large black letters printed on the box ( a gross) which said Trojans. Dad must have had a druggist friend to be able to get so many of them. Pulling one of the foil-packed rubbers out of the large box I held the foil packet in my fingers.“What is it,” Ray asked.“Charlie says they’re rubbers. He says that Dad wears em. Foggy and hung over from the unexpected adventures of the past night, and with a ratty strand of Christmas lights blinking a tedious, dreadful pattern of glare and gloom above her head, Tricia with eyes closed, carefully began putting last night’s pieces back into place, A worthy job in her condition. The food, the bar, the drinks, the conversation, “What did I say to them?” “Oh fucking NO! Oh NO! I sucked his cock.” Tricia scowled in a dreadful, hushed breath. Her eyes clamped shut in. “Yeah.” “Well, I know what I was dreaming about, so how much did you hear?” “A little.” She let out an exasperated sigh. “Okay, my hormones are too out of control to play this game.” A crooked finger beckoned him near as she rolled onto her back. “Kiss me before either of us comes to our senses.” Even as his mind whirled, his body was moving. He’d dreamed about this for far too long. He leaned over the bed, pressing his lips to hers. She moaned into the kiss, hands moving to roam over his back.. She didn't hesitate to unclip her bra either, and released two sizeable breasts. They couldn't possibly be as pale as they looked in this weird light.This sure was a change from the quiet girl that had been sitting on the sofa with me. She grinned, knowing I was staring, and unzipped her skirt, allowing it to fall to the wooden floor. Two thumbs wriggled her white panties down off her hips. She bent over, pulled them off her legs, crumpled them in her hand, pulled my arm towards her, and placed.