It tickled on your belly button…..this was the first time I parted you legs to see your love hole…your clits where hard…and inviting….I touche... the feather to the cut of you pussy…I was not able to judge which one was more soft…feather or your pussy lips…….boy…why was I waiting….i wanted to be in you….but somehow…I still wanted to explore you more……I took off my cloths…and started again kissing you from forehead……this time…those boobs are mine….mine forever…..taking one nipple at a. Closer in, some look excited, but too reticent to get involved. Others wait impatiently to get physically involved. I notice some jockeying for position. I feel completely vulnerable. I am in pain, and worry that there might be some significant damage if it goes on. I have tears in my eyes as I suffer the pain, yet beg for more and harder attention to by cock and bottom. That this predicament has involved so many women shames me, degrades me - but this is what I crave. I am in heaven. Now I. You must have liked it."She turned away and hugged her knees, her back to me, and still did not say anything for several minutes. Then finally she said, "I've never, um, done that before" in a soft, high voice."You forget I have pictures of you doing it to Bill Arnold," I said, standing."No, I mean... " she turned her head and looked up at me, "I never swallowed... it. I thought... " She drifted off."I felt my cock go into your throat when I came. I think that's what you felt. And my come going. He smiled down at Leah, her deep blue eyes staring into his longingly. "That is quite the line" he said. "It's not a line, it's a bet." Leah retorted. He shot Leah a smile that caused her pussy to tense. Chris grabbed her hand and led her outside. They walked around the back of the building towards the back parking lot holding the trailer that would carry their gear home. Leah leaned against the back of the trailer, smiling at Chris and sitting herself on the small edge. His hands began to run.