....Don’t play hard to get Chris , you didn’t call the cops , you called me . You obviously missed my cock! Ruby looks me up and down. She grabbed...the bottom of my shirt and lifted it off. Then she shoved my pants to the floor. I was a deer in headlights. I just stared at her. I like your body, I really do but you need to shave it. All your hair completely off! Ok... I will. My cock was rock hard. She grabbed it and started stroking. Then she got down on her knees and started sucking . I tried. Some of those fantasies become real, and with those lucky enough to be the ones we choose to participate, there are witnesses out there capable of assuring anyone that, yes, some of us women are turned on by that, whatever secret taboo act that is.For me, it started when I was in my early twenties. I was passive about my interest in teenage boys, even though the age difference left a little more grey area than it does for me now at forty-three. Passive, in that I imagined and fantasized and. With the exchange of notes and assignments we shared our numbers and started friendship. After few weeks our friendship was very good so the first time i start touching her, hands, arms, sometimes i keep my hand on her legs I still remember the feeling, my Penis was blowing and cracking my pants to get out ha ha. After some days Slowly we started lip kissing in colleges backyard then slowly slowly i put my hands on her Boobs, She has a very perfect boobs with medium size round i still remember. We planned our trip to London for the following Friday. I booked the train tickets and the hotel room. She masturbated for me on the phone.I tried the candle again whilst she was on the phone. Plenty of lube, finger first, get a strong erection listening to Maggie's squelshing pussy, her two fingers in upside down, massaging her g-spot and her thumb rubbing her pink clit. I used some lube on my glans and continued to wank as I inserted the candle,one inch then in past the sphincter and, whoosh,.