"If Jake caught me he'd have my ass for dinner." Don't worry", said Rita. "Jake won't know as long as you keep your mouth shut. I can keep a secret." ...reat. I feel better already." Come on, it'll be fun. Besides, I can use the relief. You know I haven't been with a man in seven years." S-seven years? Really?" Really." You poor baby."Her wet lips touched mine and it felt great, but still it was wrong. She massaged my chest and slowly lowered her hand down to my cock, feeling hard and tight in my. He couldn't remember. They'd had to pretend to kiss at the end. Rehearsal after rehearsal, he'd held her in his arms, and they'd pretended to kiss. At first, they did the "high school actors' kiss" -- chastely putting their faces together with minimal lip contact. But after a while, they'd relaxed and let their lips touch, and then finally, just once, during a run-through for the last evening's performance -- the second of the day -- she had opened her mouth slightly and let her tongue. You know how this story goes, smart kid born into a poor family, limited opportunities and lack of supervision. My mom wasn’t to blame for any of it, she was a hard worker that had to pick up the slack when my piece of shit father decided that shooting up was more important then taking care of his family. Mom was always working to put food on the table and I was left to my own devices for the most part, and everything was going great until I reached the age where you start realizing that people. ’ ‘Gee, I almost hate to take it off of you.’ ‘Don’t, then.’ He bunched the forward-slash of silk between her breasts. Then he pulled her near, so she stood between his legs. His mouth descended to her left breast. Lucy moaned and hitched her back into an arc. She pushed her fingers into his hair. The silk made a rustling noise, not unlike a soft booming of waves. Waves. Michael dipped his fingers into the softness of the green-blue skirt. The smoothness was like touching water. He lifted the.