Let me know if you want to talk about it." - ToddSo here I am... Reading that message over and over. Not knowing what to do. So I didn't respond right...away. That night, after 2 glasses of wine, I changed my mind. "Hi Todd. Thanks so much for your message. You seem super nice. ;) I'd love to meet."I had written replies like that in the past, but had never went through. He replied right away."Find an excuse. Get of the house now. I mean it. Meet me at this address. Don't disappoint me."I'm. I was invited to a friend's house when I was eighteen because he wanted to show me something. When I arrived nobody was home besides him and we had hours to be alone. He wanted to show me a movie about strippers that showed lots of tits and ass. I agreed to watch it with him and it started off well. After a few minutes, he asked if I wanted to jerk off to it and I knew where this was leading, but I played dumb. For some reason, I was ok with this and part of me wanted this to happen. We pulled. . “Jeez, that feels good!”I nibbled on her right breast, feeling the nipple tighten and harden further, as I ran my left hand up her side to cup the other tit. I started sliding slowly down the length of her body, keeping her nipple in my mouth as long as I could, running my tongue around the puffy areola, reading the wrinkles in the flesh like braille with my tongue.I finally released her breast, replacing my lips with my other hand, as I kissed my way down her body. I traced the outline of each.
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