)After so much glaring at paper pussyhe of course suggested that we havesuch a "contest" ourselves.I was too nervous to come and sonaturally he won; a...though that ofcourse wasn't the objective.He was, or seemed, amazed at mystroke method...which was my grippingmy cock with the first four fingers,no pinky, and grabbing my dick fromover the top of my head rather thanaround the shaft. Of course my fingertips secured my shaft. Then I strokein both an up & down way, but alsoin a kind of twisting. “I’m ready Jimmy,” I shouted through the house. “I am too. Come on,” He said opening the front door. “You look slutty Liz, I love it.” “Thanks, I tried.” I replied smiling. Jimmy and I drove for about an hour bullshitting and groping each other. We pulled into the drive way of a house I had never laid eyes on. “Where are we?” I asked Jimmy. Jimmy placed his hand on my thigh and asked, “You’re up for anything, right?” “I guess,” I said cautiously. “What are we doing here?” “You are my dirty girl. "But she's very reclusive. She'll only see me, and she lives a day orso away. If I leave now, I think I can have this stopped by tomorrow!"Allison smiled at Bernard.Oh thank god, Bernard thought. One more day. I can do this, just onemore day. He hugged Allison, relieved, but then suddenly stopped inshock as he felt a hand rub his smooth crotch, and his pussy answeredwith a pleasurable throb! He jerked back from Allison, staring at theopenly predatory look on Allison's face, and the tent on. He felt relaxed andsafe. Something soft and slippery caressed his feet and calves in avery sensuous way. He stretched lazily, relishing in the sensation.'What a dream!' he thought blearily.He didn't open his eyes, wanting to memorize the image of his dreamgirl. His skin still tingled all over with mild arousal, his half-erectpenis poking his pants. Boy, she was hot. Gorgeous face, impossiblybuxom body, and those breasts. Kevin doubted he'd ever looked at titslike those. He was sure, he'd never.