When we got there, we sat on the bed and he asked, "You like guys too Jessie? " I responded shaking "Y-y-yes." " How long have you been waiting for t...is moment?" Ang said with a sweet yet deceiving smile. "Since I was 12, I've been thinking of sucking your cock only. I always fantasized about you fucking me hard, bareback and cream my ass with your cock juice. " "Well then," he whispered in my ear, "let me satisfy you with all my might. Now, I'll let you suck me and I'll fondle your ass for. He was lost in her beauty until she spoke again.“Am I the only one that is getting naked?” Sarah giggled a little, knowing by the view she saw of his pants that he wanted her too. Her eyes widened at the thought of finally seeing Don completely naked. She had seen him without a shirt at the pool, but she wanted the full view. She looked at him standing there. He was staring at her breasts.She scooted closer to the side of the bed and reached out to him. “Need some help?” she asked sweetly.Don. , promptly accepted!Well, maybe it was my lectures (which I'd been emphasizing less and less as the weeks had worn on), or maybe she just thought Gregory Prescott was hot.Sally was very open about it. The date with Gregory was for a Friday night — normally our night together at my place. Sally simply called me on Wednesday and explained that she wouldn't be coming around.It seems she had a date.Well now, wasn't that nice? It was exactly what I had told her: Meet more people. Play the field.. She didn't open the door or even look through the peephole. Instead I saw a curtain move on a room beside the porch. Seconds later I heard feet scampering though the house and the door flew open."Trey!" she said, giving me a hug. I felt better about the decision as soon as I saw her. She wasn't dressed like a miniature hooker. In fact, her attire more resembled my wife's than her mother's. She wore a knee-length skirt and a green sweater over a white blouse. Gone were the painted on denim.