"Oh, really? Come on, Speedy.Don't tell me it's that same question again." His tone was one of mock-annoyance.Despite that, he really hoped with all h...s heart that it was indeed "that same question" again."That question" was thinking about had started when Oliver was 13 years old.That was when he started to go on "dates" with girls.Altogether innocent dates, mostly going to the movies with parental supervision, hanging around the house and playing games, that sort of thing, before the girl's. Again in about 30 secs I felt fingers running down my biceps and boom, I held her hand and we unknowingly interlaced our fingers. Her palms were hot. Wow, that felt good. I immediately let go of her hand out of fear. I closed my eyes and thought if she brushed her fingers again, I’m gonna catch her hand and after that I should try and cup her boob.There she goes, again. This time, we messaged our palm, felt each other for 15 secs and let go off her hand. I cupped her left boob and quickly. . yeah ... a little bit I guess." he admitted."You're a bad boy Jack. You shouldn't have done that." she moaned."You're ... um ... on the pill, right?" he grunted."Noooo, silly. I'm a virgin." she whined. "I WAS a virgin. Mmmmm, I'm not a virgin any more am I Jack?"Jack's balls gave a little lurch at her admission that she was unprotected."Uhhh" he grunted, trying not to spew her full. "I guess you're not." He went in deep and stayed there, rocking his hips back and forth sideways to lessen the. Iwas sure the hour was up, then I heard John, "That's a good 45 minutes nowfor the final 15 it will be harder! But it will all be useful to you withour guests tonight. Stand on your tip toes." I did, he drew another redspot where my nose now was. "Now keep your nose there!" he laughed. Aftera few minutes my calves started to ache terribly. I started to put myheels down. I felt a sudden whack on the back of my legs. I quickly got mynose back into position. My calves ached and I was struggling to.