"Jack!" Charlie said.Charlie rose up, put his arms around Jack, a laugh, Jack putting his arms around Charlie. "Hey, Charlie." How are you, Jack? Old ...ack."Jack sat down. In front of him, the edge of the wooden table was chipped. No checkered tablecloth here. He looked at the other three, Charlie and his two friends, all of them with red faces above their white collars.Charlie said: "Jack and me were in the trenches together."Jack drank with them. Irish whiskey. The others were already drunk,. About half way through I was so stretched that I was on the verge of tears, and then the pain passed. I looked down and saw my cock was as big and hard as it had ever been, and it was throbbing. It felt like my heart was in my throat and as soon as I reached down and touched my cock I went off. The first two pulses were so strong they shot across the bathroom and hit the wall of the shower. I caught the rest of my JIZZ in my cupped hand and really enjoyed the sight, smell, and taste of my first. I began to steal her panties, bra’s pantyhose and slips. I would dress up in them and prance around my room like a fairy before lying on my bad where I would rub myself and dream of some well hung stud having sex with me. By the time I was 16 I was buying my own lingerie I had panties bra’s garter belts dresses all kinds of frilly pretty girly clothes. I spent most of my time dressed as a girl I wore make up nail polish the works. Before long just dreaming of being with a man was not enough so. She saw his eyes bulge when he took in the beauty of her full, firm breasts, and she lifted one of his hands and placed it against one of them. Again she felt him tremble, so she took his head and moved it to her, then, still holding it firmly in her hands, guided his mouth to her nipple.Fred kissed lightly at the soft pinkness of her breast, his hands on her hips and suddenly wanted all of her luscious softness in his mouth, wanted to stick and bite and tear at her, but he couldn't, instead.