Maybe my first time SHOULD be like a one night stand. Quick andpainless, and I can find out what I like and don't like before I find theright one.Ugh... my conscience is getting to me again. I can't believe I'm evenconsidering this. I need to get my mind off of it. My brother will behere in a few hours, and I need to make sure that this place looks good.With that, I got dressed in a white t-shirt and a pair of denim shortshorts and set about cleaning up my apartment. The work was. He began to take the zipper on the orange suit down, slowly as he kissed me. I didn't kiss back. Once again, I attempted to break loose, but couldn't. It was too hard to. Pretty soon, the zipper was all the way down, and he began to remove the suit, finally lifting me up high, and getting it from around my legs. All that was left were my boxer shorts. He seemed to hate them, nearly ripping them off, which he could have with his grip. He continued to pull them off until they were on top of my. Just get up with me now, don’t look at me, don’t talk to me…but walk with me, side by side, my equal, my destiny…’ We were very close now. A closeness of heart, of companionship. A closeness that knew no contracts or commitments other than the unfettered attention of each other. The total absorption of our persons in each other’s space. I got up off my chair. You off yours. You did look at me. I was not smiling, but my heart shone within and you felt it in yours. I got into my car, you got into. She got up and got Scott to lay next to me. Carrie took him in her mouth and sucked. She looked across and saw Laura's mouth round my dick. She could taste Scott now, she could imagine what Laura was tasting too. Carrie reached across so she had her hand around the base of my cock. She want to taste my cum. After a couple of minutes Carrie felt the start of another orgasm.There's only one thing Carrie wanted right now and that was my hard dick in her swollen pussy. She moved and slowly lower.