.itna maza mujhe pahle kabhi nahi aaya tha….gandi aadte sharir ko sukh pahuchati isiliye hum use chhor nahi pate ..khair to jaise hi maine haath usk... boor pe rakha wo sihar gayee per wo meri taraf nahi dekhti thi na hi mai uski taraf ..hum shor me shamil the kalkar aa rahe the..jaa rahe the..aur hum alag hi gana ga rahe the…uske boor pe choote choote jhante thi shayad kuchh din pahle hi shave kiya tha..ungli dararon ki taraf barhi.to usne apne tango ko bhich liya mai rook gaya..phir usne apni. ..Aspen cologne" I said.She was still smiling & swaying "So, you DON'T want to hear my question?" She whispered, with a malevolent look."I do,..."Her smile grew ",...Will you, go out with me?"I'm not sure why, it could have been the intoxicating naked 18-year-old standing before me in the moonlight of my bedroom, it could have been because I had a raging hard-on and teenage hormones, or it could be that I felt sorry for her because some jerk of a guy dumped her,... but for some reason, I said. " Jack's hand shook almost spilling his drink as he set it down on the coffee table. He lowered his gym shorts and underwear. As he did his big eight inch cock sprung out. Bettie's eyes got big. Her mouth dropped open. "Oh my God Jackie! Its so big! Come over here!" As he moved in front of her he was stunned to see her hand gently take ahold of it. Her hand felt amazingly good touching him that way. It throbbed as she gently stroked it. Nothing ever felt so good to Jack. "Wow! You're going to. She’d passed me the poisoned apple for me to bite. And I bit. Swallowed it whole. Core. Pips. Stalk. Even the plastic wrapper.Going out into the bright sunshine suddenly broke the spell. And the sensible part of my brain made me stop. Who am I k**ding? She probably gets hit on all the time everywhere she goes. And by guys a lot better at doing it than I was. I stood stock still. Like a pillar of salt. I let go of the plastic bag and it slumped to the ground. Crumpled like my ego. And watched.