’ His answer had left no room for argument. He was not absolutely certain that it had not been a dodge on her part at the very last to bring to play...a reason not to continue. He was certain, however, that this would happen, the two of them had been racing toward this moment in time all their lives. Her trip overseas where she learned to savor life, and his myriad of affairs with older women as a young man where he learned to be a lover. These things had prepared both of them for a moment when. We were so engrossed in love and lust that we forgot that the prom had ended and people passing by to get into their respective cars were having a peek at us until a friend of ours knocked on the windshield and shouted “Merry Christmas”.This time, Srushti said let’s go to my place as my parents are out of town. I agreed to this and started the car to commute towards her place. While driving I was holding her right palm in my left palm and was cajoling it softly, we were listening to romantic. For the second time that night within as many hours Jess, the hotel whore, was working a stiff dick. The black guest stuffed that dick with full force as soon as he felt Jess had relaxed her throat. She saw his pubic hair race towards her eyes and it hit, the full length down hard into her throat, she had to close her eyes, he quickly reached down to grip her throat with his hands, squeezing very hard. Jess was already chocking on BBC and gasping for air needing release. It felt as if he was. At the tender age of 17 I remember my Mum had gone to great lengths to give me a birthday to remember and I have to say she certainly did that.My sexual experiences, up until that time, could be counted on one hand. In fact my sexual experiences were with that one hand!I had only just learned the pleasures of masturbation, when I first saw my Mum's gorgeous body in the bathroom and felt urges that only a teenager can feel.I remember thinking that if I could just touch one of those beautiful.