I don't know how to kiss. I've never done it before."Ahah! Thought Jan. Here's a problem I can help with. Jan remembered her nervousness and subsequen... awkwardness during her first encounters. She knew it was even worse for boys, because they seemed to need it so much. She thought that maybe she could help Bobby alleviate some of the anxiety as well as help him avoid some of the more embarrassing mistakes some people make during their first kiss."Well Bobby, if you want I could teach you how to. I forwarded to her the last chapter of my story that was rewritten to incorporate my desires for her. Based on Misty's reply, I was accurately describing something we both would enjoy a great deal. I found it hard to think of not enjoying anything I would do with Misty. Misty admitted having orgasms while reading my writings, which was a thrill to me. A longing had been created in both of us that would have to be satisfied someday. That day they both looked forward to despite having no idea. Not huge, but I could see she was proud of them. She should be. Her long, tight ringlets of black hair spun out around her dark face.On her face was a tiny smile. And I could see it was directed at me along with her crinkled eyes.I always hung right, with my little buddy comfortable in my own tight jeans. I had been leaning over the table after my last shot sank the eight ball, and I now straightened up. I held the queue stick in my left hand and casually, but intentionally, rubbed my right. I began licking its length, watching it thicken and harden. I took him into my mouth and sucked his large head. I reached under the lounger and found the bottle of lube Ted had bought after our first anal experience. I handed it to Bill and told him to make sure we were both well lubed, then I got on top of Ted and lowered my pussy to his cock. As always I sighed as his thick meat spread my pussy and stretch my vagina as it entered me. I rocked on his cock a few times as Bill made sure his cock.