Why now? I knew there was no way I was getting hard now as I reluctantly kissed Jasmine's thighs, thinking what to do next.Jasmine sensed my reluctanc.... " Go on, stick that thick prick into me, baby," she said. I looked up at her, speechless."What's the matter, darling?" I... I...," I replied."Go on, fuck me! What are you waiting for?" I'm sorry,"She finally looked down at my tiny cock, hanging lifeless as I stared at her, almost with tears in my eyes. My self-pity grew rapidly and I could. . well a teenage girl. Heavy makeup, short black skirt with black patterned tights, a red top and a small black jacket. Her hair was bright red and a complete mess.When she saw me she took a step back and looked me up and down as if I was a mannequin sporting her next possible outfit."You must be Wolff!" She said with a smile. Even the lovely smile couldn't disguise the mess the ill conceived makeup made."That's me." I'm Nita." She said as if I was expected to know her. Seeing no reaction she. When I was 16, just talking to girls was amazing. Justine jostling her tits like that would have been enough for a season’s worth of wank fantasies…. Like a lot of schoolboys, to get my cock actually touched by a girl was unthinkable. Michael looked as though he fell into that category. He didn’t look too closely; didn’t see past the make-up or the scared eyes. “Where?” That was all he wanted to know; where we were going to do the dirty deed. Where? That was all I wanted to know too. . “Well, where are we going tonight?” She asked as she took a sip of white wine.“Mmm, not us, you,” I reached over and patted her ass.“Just me?” She looked at me quizzically.“Well, tonight I am loaning you out to a couple of friends of mine, they asked about going to a porn theater and I said that you would be the perfect hostess to escort them to one of the porn theaters,” I replied, my right hand now running up the inside of her right thigh from knee to pussy.“Do I know them?” She tilted her.