“Camille, I’m so glad you came to see Jerry perform. Now, I’m so glad we get to meet. You could pass for me, and I do love your long blonde hair...”“Sherry, I could only hope to look as beautiful as you. As much as we do look alike in our faces, and our long blonde hair - you can tell that’s as far as it goes. You are beautiful from your head to your feet. I just graduated from high school and I’ve always been tall and thin. I’m afraid there’s no hope for me having a body to match. ”“I want to see just how beautiful you are too. Do you need a hand with your shorts?” Without waiting for my reply, she slipped them off and stood back a little to admire what she saw. “Hmm, you’re just as I had imagined.” We studied each other intently, etching every detail into our memory banks. “I must feel you. Then I’ll know.” She stood close and ran her hands all over me, not missing anything. I thought I’d die when she lingered on my stiff penis. “It’s beautiful Mark. Like velvet…and so,. "Much better," Mandy stated.Her slim fingers located the fly of my boxers and gently extracted my hard cock and began to jerk me off again. She stared at Terri and I for a minute before her head disappeared toward my lap. A second later I felt her talented tongue begin to run circles around my swollen head. Her soft lips began to kiss every inch of my shaft before she slowly took it her mouth. Terri and I kissed as Mandy gently sucked me off. Now I've had blow jobs before, but none this good. I. Bridget was coming and he had to be ready for her.(The present)Mike watched Bridget, HIS Bridget, sleep. She lay on one side, her hand under her head. The moonlight illuminated her; her red hair falling in curls over the cute stub nose dotted with the freckles that she never could get to go away. Her slender body shone whitely, set off by the green nightgown that did little to hide her trim body and nothing to hide her legs. Mike shook his head. She never understood just how beautiful she was,.