Caressing your now naked tummy with my hand, I bend down and kiss your lips, lightly and with my tongue rubbing on your lower lip. You part your mouth...slightly and let my tongue enter you, not passionately, just softly, slowly, enjoying the feeling of your soft, moist mouth. While kissing you, my hand wanders even further. It rests where it started, on your pubic mound. Feeling the smooth, hard surface, my fingers sliding first to one side and then the other, rubbing into the crease between. So shut up, Michael..."I wouldn't have told David to shut up. Though not much of one yet, he was the Alpha male of our trio. I was the Beta, despite being on my knees with my mouth open, and not a boy.David was 6-1/2" long, and 5" around, which translates to 1.6" in diameter. Michael measured 5-1/2" long, which surprised me, because he seemed so much shorter than David. I managed a puny 4-3/4" long and 1.25" diameter, not bad, I thought, for only my second try. I'd have to stay that length, for. She could not get enough of Nick. And, she was the same way with me. I think she's a highly sexual woman who's just never really reached that plateau where she's ever had truly satisfying sex, until tonight that is. I think we're going to be seeing a lot of her around here. Mark my words." And, Lisa knew that Jamaal was right. She walked back to the spa with him, feeling the excitement of watching her friend being totally satisfied by her experience with Nick. And Lisa knew at that moment, that. Oh god, it had to be the psycho bitch of my Dad’s, tonight of all nights. The door only half-opened, the right hand side refused to move after a low grating noise stopped it in its tracks. "Sorry," I blurted, "it’s the fog, sorry, I thought you hadn't seen me." The stern face was still turned in my direction, one eye-brow rising in a distinctly Roger Moore'ish impression, but with slightly better make-up. "Errrm. I’m sorry?" I added, feeling like I was facing my old teacher. Her eyes scanned me.