She wanted to touch it. To suck it. To feel it.Instead of sitting down on the couch, I stayed standing in front of her and drew my hand up to my cock....Her eyes and mouth remained wide open as I jerked myself just inches from her mouth. “You like that?” I asked.“Fuck yes.” She muttered. She slid her hands up and down her chest over her shirt. “Are you thinking about fucking me?” she asked.“Yeah.” I moaned.“You wanna put that big cock in my tight little pussy?” she asked. “You wanna push me. I guess what you can call petting, you know, feeling each other through our clothes, but that’s all.”Booth waited a few moments. “So you’re saying you’ve never had sex at all?”“No sir.”“What about when you were a teenager. Did you and your buddies ever suck each other’s dicks?”“What? No!”“Hey, it’s no big deal. It’s a boy thing, or a man thing. A buddy thing. Did you ever jack each other off?”Vince shook his head again.“Like I said Vince, it’s no big thing. A lot of my friends did it. I did. Wearing the shoes caused my feet to splay outwardwhich in turn caused me to hold my ass with legs spread wide andNatalie's cock was deep in my ass and I was urging her to fuckme harder. CHAPTER 3 - The AgreementI woke to the smell of coffee and wandered into the kitchen inmy lingerie. I was so in love with my heels that I had put themon as well. I saw Natalie standing behind the counter at thestove and was surprised. I had only seen Natalie in sexy clothesand I assumed that. They began dating when Ursola turned seventeen and finally got permission from her parents.After graduating from high school, Janos signed on as an apprentice carpenter and found work at a local millwork shop. He supplemented his income with after-hours work in the neighborhood.By 1964, he had saved enough for a down payment on a small house, and Janos asked Ursola to marry him. With their parents' permission, their life in America was now confirmed. Both daughters were born in that little.