The bad part was that I had to pull my rock hard cock down so she didn’t hit it as she walked by. It hurt so much that when I released it, the damn ...hing bounced back up and hit my stomach. She stopped and turned around looking at the toilet as it finished it’s flushing. She must have thought it was just the sounds of the toilet. I was safe. She threw on a t-shirt and then I followed her down to the kitchen where she started to cook some food. I knew I wasn’t going to miss much with her cooking. Let me repeat this again because it's so important.Take 30 minutes to get to know her pussy.That means trying different things for a few minutes and encouraging her to communicate. You'll likely be the first guy ever who asked her to communicate what feels good, so don't be surprised if you don't get many answers at first. Keep encouraging her to give feedback, keep trying things.But take. 30. Minutes. Or 40. Or 60. Keep learning her.Good things to try:Make out with her pussy. Put little kisses. This was the last exposed button above her jeans. She could hardly see what she was doing as she opened it. She struggled about what to do next. Her mind was in a fog about knowing what to do. Slowly, she pulled on the shirt, tugging the tails out of her jeans. She unbuttoned the rest of the pearl clasps and crossed her arms in front of her, waiting for the next order.Listen, young lady, if you are going to be worth a fuck tomorrow at this party; if you give a fuck about the future of your. He was 17 and his bed room was in the basement in his own section so he could play his drums without annoying his parents.I hadn't told him yet,the whole world would have known if he did know to early.We went to his room and sat on his bed making out.His hand went right up my blouse because he knew I stopped wearing bras.I had on a mini skirt,as short as I could get away with.We made out and he fondled my firm tits and nipples.I pulled my blouse off so he could have my tits without.