Are you still a virgin?”She sat back, looked hard at me then smiled slowly, her eyes glittering as she mocked “I’m not going to tell you, that i... not a proper question to ask a proper young woman”.She took another shot of tequila then said quietly “I only have underwear on, now you have to do it too.”“Do what?”“Get naked. I want to see what you have to offer a girl. You’re a fireman, show me your hose” she twittered drunkenly.I stood to unbutton my jeans and pushed them down but I wasn’t too. He peeked through a door to see his son crouched in front of a huge screen, on it, some animated superhero or other was flying through a crumbling cityscape. ‘Billy,’ he said, without much conviction, ‘we’ve got to get going.’ ‘Dad, this is most exciting part!’ ‘Billy, it’s getting late.’ ‘I don’t care! I’ve got enough candy! Besides, it’s getting cold.’ That was true enough. Tom had been ready to pack it in a while ago. He had never wanted to come down as far as this street in the first place.. That took up the evening. Grumbling that he seemed to be spinning his wheels, he washed off a little and sacked out for the night.The addition of the door certainly helped retain the warmth of the cave, but he still had to get up twice during the night to put more wood on the fire. Come morning, he slid the door back to realize quickly just how much adding the door had helped. As soon as the wolves hurried past, he closed the door to keep in the cave’s warmth. The day was clear and cold with an. Cum arched into the air and dropped onto his stomach in a puddle. He found that he loved the texture and taste of cum. He wasn't cranky and unhappy and unfulfilled anymore. He jacked-off at every opportunity. Now he understood what the magazine was all about, sucking and fucking. When he went to bed he couldn't wait to flex his hips and take his hard cock in his mouth. He was addicted to his orgasms and the taste of his cum as he sucked himself dry. He would watch himself in his bedroom mirror.