One day I met a guy and he was wonderful. He was exciting and on a date we ended up his parents home while they were out of town. Tommy and I kissed ...nd hugged and I played with his cock and gave him a great blow job. I did everything my s****rs and I used to read about in magazines. Tommy and I drank some booze and he and I had a great time. I showed him my outfit under my clothes. He let me wear some of his s****rs clothes to finish my outfit. I took off my jeans and sweatshirt and put on a. Finally she slipped the bra over her head and discarded it. Her perky C cup breasts were out in the open now. She ran her fingers over each nipple, making them hard. She grinned at the sight of her own naked flesh. She then sunk down onto the cushy sofa. She squirted a drop of lube onto the head of the dildo and rubbed it on, imitating a hand job. She then trailed her lubed fingers down her stomach, and in between her thighs. She moved the thong to the side and rubbed her swollen clit. She. Silence reigned for the remainder of the journey. We pulled up behind his father’s car and he looked at me in a resigned way, sort of ‘oh well, if that’s the best you can do’ sort of way which made me both angry and desperately unhappy. Did he not appreciate how much I risked every time we did this? It seemed easier to open the car door and leave than talk to him. I felt as though I should hate him, although I didn’t really want to, and that hurt too. I couldn’t even have the c***dish. "Would...would you really want to?" Barry asked surprised at her question. "I thought it was just a fantasy for us" Barry answered slightly stuttering. "Well, the truth is that I've come to realize that it really does turn me on and I know that you like it and all this fantasizing really has made me curious." she said rubbing her hand along his thigh. "What exactly are you curious about?" Barry asked feeling his dick already getting hard and erect. "Well, some of it I think is about the size of.