The dinner remnants were packed up and they set out toward the “new horizon”. Johnny’s mind was racing as she led the way to her domicile. Fears...and questions; horny and scared thoughts.Her little apartment wasn’t much but it would do. She got out some Polish vodka, commenting that the Poles, not the Russians, invented it. He passed, feeling the beers and not wanting to have any more interference with getting an erection. This was an ego thing too! How many men had she fucked in all her years?. Guess I need a back rub."Awkwardly, he reached around and rubbed his shoulder, grabbing a handful of flesh and kneading it."Can... can... I help?" Gwen offered timidly, her voice unsure."Hey, I'd appreciate that."She stood, the loose top of the oversized bikini sagging and revealing the pink tops of her breasts where the sun had reddened them."Let's go inside, on the rug. More comfortable, Bob grunted, grimacing and walking ahead of her toward the house.Gwen's heart pattered against her chest. See how excited and earnest he is. He knows oh so well that he's alreadyused up forty-two of those precious seconds and he could still get itharder if he is able to put his mind to it."That was indeed the problem. I couldn't focus with the two of themstanding and sitting right there. Lilith squatted a foot away from myhard dick and stared right at it and me trying to get it off."Oh it's a bit of a boring penis don't you think. It's not terribly bigeither in length or girth and there are no. It was soon after this that Carl persuaded me to pose for the centrefold, using this Polaroid as a friendly lever. I don't remember him being nasty about it, but at the time it didn't seem all that important. Carl and I carried on together for the rest of our time at college and we had a number of pot inspired photo sessions before we broke up, some of them very rude indeed.All was going great with my life, until my husband got a much-deserved promotion and we moved. His arrival to take over.