“Yes,” I said, “Of course I am, I’m so sorry.”“I said ‘don’t be sorry’,” she repeated, “But I didn’t think we were like this.�...�“We haven’t been,” I said, “We aren’t. I’ve always thought you were pretty, but I’ve never really reacted like this before. You’re my friend. I love you. I’m sor-”“STOP! Stop saying that!” she exclaimed.I sat down on the bed. I was a bit scared right now. Our friendship had been one of the main constants in my life for over ten years. I was ashamed of my physical. He was upset though. Hell, even his cock was soft now."I'm not really sure how to explain it," she said. "I mean, I don't have a lot of experience with this kind of thing and I don't know how to say what I need to say without it coming out wrong." Well, just say it," he said, he said after swallowing. "If it comes out wrong, you can try again."Tina closed her eyes. She was pretty sure that with his past, he'd easily be able to keep a secret. He liked her a lot, and wanted to date her, but that. " I pick up my head and trying to say "Yes sir" but nothing will come out because the gag. He started massage my privates, and I can feel my dick getting harder. He asked me, "do you like this?" I reply by nodding my head. He resuming massage my privates for it seems like six or seven minutes. I just let him massage my privates. I ejaculated inside my underwear. It felt really good but for now my underwear was wet, but I didn't care. I moded with pleasure when I ejaculated. Just. I told her about my childhood as the son of a machinist in Detroit, and she told me about being the daughter of a rich gynecologist in Beverly Hills. We came from completely different worlds, yet we seemed to have something in common, even if I couldn't quite figure out what it was.As I drove her home to her apartment up on Doheny I was trying to psych myself up to do the right thing, play it cool, don't rush it. I usually rushed things, it was kind of hard not to. But I felt like I was onto a.