When he sat down, I danced for a bit and then knelt between his legs to mouth him through his pants. I was still buzzing from my taste of Darren’s h...ge dick. Steve had a nice-sized cock which sealed the deal for me. I brought a finger to my lips to let him know to be quiet as I unbuckled his pants. His underwear was wet with pre-cum, which I seductively licked as he watched. I looked up at Steve and whispered, “Bachelor special,” and I pulled his briefs down to free his cock. I stroked him. ”“Aw, that’s sweet. I didn’t show you my high school back in Lexington,” Melody said.“We were in a hurry to get you out of town!” Lissa said. “But we’ll go back and you can show us around like tourists. Maybe at Christmas.”“Oh look,” I said. I’d driven around the streets of Fremont acting like I was just cruising for the benefit of my girlfriends. My real goal was in sight now. “There’s the YMCA. You’ll love it there. It’s where I learned to play racquetball. Three courts.”Lissa and Melody. ” “You and Katy,” Tina said, smiling mischievously, “ Jason, the big stud.” Then, she must have given it a bit more thought, and added, “You didn’t do anything else, did you? With Katy, I mean.” “No,” I smiled, dismissing the idea, “Just kissing,” “But, you’d like to, though, wouldn’t you?” Tina asked, as if she knew the answer. “Yeah,” I answered back, as though the answer was obvious, “but, you know, we didn’t do anything.” “Who else?” Tina asked, looking me directly. “But who? By the time we get to see someone, I may have forgotten it, I probably will have,” she answered.“Then write it down,” I said, “everything you can.”She didn’t answer, just nodded her head.“Come on,” I went on, “get dressed. I’ve got paper and a pen in my backpack, you can make a start. Just write down what you remember as you remember it. While you get started I’ll ring the woman in Chicago and arrange to go and see her.”I walked through to the other room, opened my backpack and pulled.