...you might take your bra off again. I'm sure it would stimulate me...er...you know...a bit more." There, I'd said it!There was bit of a silence, as ...om seemed to ponder over what I had said, looking directly at me.Then, looking all serious again, she said, "Well, I do agree it took a bit longer for you to cum last time, and I don't want this to go on longer than necessary. As you have already seen my boobs in the bathroom, it probably won't matter if you see them again, when I stimulate you. We were almost home so I had to get my pants back together and take her luggage inside, but I was very interested in what she had to say. I was also wondering if she were a fresh elsewhere. We had over three hours before Priya got home from work. It looked like a promising afternoon. “Why did you pick me to be the first in your mouth?” I asked – as we carried in her luggage. “You must have had lots of offers.” “I don’t like young guys. They act like such jerks most of the time. I decided I. .. as long as her parents would let her stay over.Trish called her mom from the pay phone at school and her mom said yes.By the time we got back to my house my parents had left for the weekend.Trish and I made some sandwiches and I called Sara and told her to come on over.When we finished eating Trish and I sat down and watched tv until Sara arrived about 15 minutes later on her bike.We were sitting close to each other on the couch... I smiled at Sara and told her how I really admired the. I decided to go with option one. I felt like Horatius at the bridge, facing terrible odds and my manhood on the line. Over the quick course of my mental dilemma, she had pulled my pants down to my knees and began stroking and kissing my member. It was full mast in less than a minute and I was already straining. I grabbed her face and started kissing her deeply, then pushed her back on the bed. I pulled off her yoga pants and black panties and started kissing her mound. I love her smell, her.