Steve had completed his high school and about to start university at the Gippsland Institute of Advanced Education. After having a bath one night we g...t dressed in nightclothes, played a game of monopoly and went to bed. Before putting the bedside light out, I had been reading my favourite book, JRR Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings. Steve was lying back in bed with a sheet over him and he asked me to get out of bed and stand at the end of his bed. “Tracey, can you please stand over here for me?” he. So whats your name I asked "lacey , oh yes I remember im becky , I remeber she replied looking into my eyes with those gorgeous green eyes , becky yes lacey dont think im strange or anything but I think you are very preety , thankyou I said I could feel my cheeks slightly blushing im not a lesbian I told her I can tell she said but have you ever been with a girl once at all in your life ; no I said well forgive me for saying but I thought I wasnt a lesbian once but then tried it and have never. The owner of this cock must have seen me looking and proceeded to push his cock through the hole. It was though I was in a trance. I found my hand reaching up and playing with this mysterious cock. I started stroking it, playing with the balls and for reasons I am not totally sure of, I bent forward and licked the tip. I took a few more licks and then inserted it into my mouth. I proceeded to suck on it for a while, stopping to rest my jaw and play with his balls. The cock would then thrust. He was seating himself when her bedroom light came on and he felt his stomach drop through the floor. Her curtains, over the broad sliding bedroom windows, which had remained open for the last month, was closed. He couldn't see. Crestfallen, he simply sat staring when suddenly the curtains opened and Angie was there. She leaned forward and slid open the window before turning back into the room. At the foot of her bed she crossed her hands across her waist and in one elegant move raised the hem.