Gently, slowly, she suckled me, drawing me deeper and deeper into her while her fingers stimulated my testicles and my lengthy shaft with care. My bre...thing was increasing, becoming subtly louder and heavier, as I brushed her red strands away from her face as that I could watch with great rapture as she eagerly accepted me further and further into her mouth. I was becoming warmer, hotter, and not just from the steam rising from the steaming bubble bath beside us. ‘Oh, Rose…’ I uttered despite. I fumbled for the correct key to open the front door, and once I wasinside I flicked on the lights and bolted the door. I slowly wanderedinto the living room, my heels echoing in the dark house. I was dog-tired, but I knew I wouldn't be able to get to sleep without any help.So as I passed the bar I grabbed a glass, a bottle of vodka, somevermouth and a jar of olives. A nightcap would soon have me snoringaway.I walked up the stairs and inspected the rooms until I found one thatlooked like it. A game for Matt and his mates. I sit there reading all about the bet that was still ongoing when it was thought to be dead and buried. His friend's urging him on. Telling him Each and every day how they thought he had it in the bag. Side bets were made and the original stakes grew ever higher as the days passed. Proof of my deflowering was a common thread. They would have been happy with stained sheets as evidence but photo's where the preference. I swipe past all the parts I just can't bear to. The silky smooth fabricfelt electrically cool against his hot cock. The pattern of thelace ground erotically against his prick-head and his whole memberjerked and throbbed with excitement. He wrapped the crotch aroundhis rod and began slowly stroking himself, meanwhile holding andstaring at the bra. His imagination began to run away with him. He imagined what his mom looked like nude, her long dark hair fannedout around her head, her green eyes smoldering, her large breastshanging off her.