His lips were soft and sweet. His kiss was breath taking. I ripped off his shirt and buttons went flying. “Ooops!” He told me it was ok and that h... had more. He had an under shirt but I did not rip this one, instead I pulled it off over his head, which broke the kiss. I kissed his neck, shoulders, and chest as I reached down to his pants. He was not as muscular as the hooker, but he was cut. He was built more like a model than a football player. He tried to stop me and said, “this is your time. There went the socks. The next hand I won, and off went Paul’s socks. Paul lost the next two hands. He was now just down to his boxers. I could see a nice happy trail going straight to his pubes. The bulge in his boxers was starting to get bigger. Again, Paul seemed pretty nervous. I dealt the next hand, and sure enough, Paul’s luck didn’t get any better. He slowly stood up. “Okay, here it goes.” he said as he slowly pulled his boxers down to his ankles. There he stood, with his beautifully. What a sexy, wonderful belly she has, I thought. So fluffy and round. I felt myself jerk a little as the blowjob continued, and a soft gulp. Hm?Gulp. Gulp. Gulp.Ignoring it, thinking Samantha was making sounds to appeal to me – with me thinking it’s working – I see her hand lightly grab and feel the bottom of her belly, where it rolled into her pelvis. She pressed the sides, before slowly moving back to feel the top and back again. Then I saw it. Just barely.Her belly got a little firm, puffed. " So, where do we go from here?"I smiled at her and said, "Normally a question like that from a gorgeous lady like you would get the answer, "My place" but that won't work here. I guess where we go from here depends on you. We were friendly before this happened and I see no reason things can't stay that way. Minus of course the flirting and my trying to catch you between your non-existent boy friends so I can ask you out. That work for you?" Yes it would Rob, and thank you for being so.