The second girl was not much better than the first one. It appeared that her husband had dared her to do it. She was slightly overweight and she had s...retch marks on her flabby tummy.The third girl was drunk enough to strip all the way down but she really couldn’t dance very well at all. But then again most of the professional strippers that I had seen couldn’t dance very well either. The forth girl and fifth girls were actually very good at dancing and one of them removed her panties but the. Grinding my clitoris against his mouth as I held onto the headboard and rocked my hips in rhythm with his licking tongue. This was one of my favorite positions for oral sex, and it didn’t take long before I was creaming all over Matt’s face. He kept licking and I kept cumming until my pussy juices were running down his chin and dripping onto the pillow beneath his head. I was in heaven!While he ate me out, Matt had been using one hand to squeeze my boobs and pinch my nipples as they dangled. Candles flickered from every solid surface, champagne sat open and chilling in a wine bucket with two glasses already bubbling. She couldn't help but be drawn in by what this boy becoming a man had done for her. While it was a classic seduction scene, it stopped just shy of being cliche' because he'd left out the stupid rose petals. And thank God. She actually didn't care for roses and she wondered idly if he'd found that out from Caleb. Speechless she turned to him. Suddenly his bravado was. " What are your worries?" That my dad is six-foot-11 and I'm not through growing." Do you like your body?" NO. Hate it." But you like cheering?" I really love sports. But Mom won't let me play basketball," she sighed. "Says it's only for lesbians."I wish, Mary Ann thought. We've got some hot basketball players."You're not gay, then, I gather," she said instead, smiling as if making a joke."NO! I like boys! I just have trouble getting them to talk to me. I'd even go out with a little guy if he.