Joy was also slightly relieved to hear that it was her own flavor, even if she still wasn’t sure she liked the taste. Picking her up in his arms an... carrying her in to her bedroom laying her down on her back, Joe trailed his fingers down her body making her tremble under his touch. Joy found herself parting her thighs as his fingers trailed along her overly sensitive skin towards her hot wanting sex. As his hands moved closer to the top of her slit, Joy felt a small wave of nervousness flow. Her breast size was 34B and she was self-conscious,thinking that one breast was slightly larger than the other. Her waist wassmall and she had a curvy butt and hips that she constantly obsessed over,thinking they were far too large. In truth, they merely emphasized her femininityand attracted both men and women. She was often approached while waiting fora bus by groups of men asking if she was eighteen. She would respond with hertrue age, and she was often not believed. As she boarded the. .would she, wouldn't she, would I meet her expectations if she did and so forth. She was quiet on Saturday, sending or answering only a couple of emails early in the day. Then, in the evening, she mailed me and asked for my phone number. I knew this was a good sign, and that we would actually meet the following day: she was just making a final check on me, making sure she was happy with her choice. On Sunday, I received a terse message to be at a railway station at 2pm to pick her up and then. It was my turn to look her in the eye, “Every turn and glance of thine, every lineament divine.” “You’re quite the romantic I see,” she whispered and our lips locked. I kissed her passionately and she seemed a little surprised at first, but she soon outdid me and it was quite a task matching her intensity. Our tongues wrestled and our lips burned, I bit her chin, and her cheeks, she reciprocated by licking my earlobes and biting my throat, she ran her tongue down my.