If he didn't want me going down on him, then what kind of girl would be appropriate in his eyes? He'd also never gone down on me and I guess it was OK...because, I'd never thought about it much and didn't know much about oral sex, except the basics. If you haven't experienced something before, you don't miss it or crave it. So it's not something you think about. Right?? I've always considered myself attractive, and never lacked any admirers. Boys my age and younger have always shown an interest,. "Forty bucks," he said, pushing the register toward me. "Sign there," he said.I signed a made up name and gave him the money. He handed me a key. "Room 402 – take the elevator," he said.The elevator was really old and it had a folding cage like door that you had to close first, then the big door closed when you pushed the floor number button. It took a long time for the elevator to get to the fourth floor. I stepped out into the hallway. The lighting was really dim. I found my room and went. The feeling of being wanted for more than just a blowjob like at the glory holes. I was enjoying the closeness of him and his tongue in my mouth. We made out for a while and I was rubbing his cock thru his pants. He started to undo my jeans and I stopped him, not because I didn’t want him to play with me, but because of where we were parked. I didn’t want today to be about sex I wanted to try and figure out my feelings. So my little head took over and I started the car and drive down the road. She just giggled, and she did not move my hand. I kept squeezing, then I began to roll her breast in my hand, round and around.Eventually, she did stop me. “Okay Dana, that’s enough for now.” She said. “For now.” She said, meaning I could do it again. I did do it again, many times. During some movie nights, or other times we would cuddle like this, I would put my hand back on her breast later, though I would just hold it. She never moved my hands away. Sometimes she’d push her chest further.