His hands moved from my shoulders to my breasts, my fake breasts, and at this point I was swearing in my head."Fuck, fuck, fuck. He's going to find ou......"His massive hand squeezed my right boob and I felt his tongue falter, his lips went a little slack. But curiously only for a moment. His hand then left my chest and brushed down my navel until it rested just above my cock.I had a funny image in my head at that point of my frightened little dick trying to hide. His hand moved down, his tongue. I begin again, on the other side, savoring the texture of your skin, running my fingers through your hair as my hand travels. I feel the beating of your heart as my hand rests over it. Your breathing becomes less even. I take my time; caressing and exploring, fascinated by the way your body reacts to my touch. I lean down to kiss you, gently, barely touching your lips, just enough to tease. And again.And again.And again. I catch your lip in my teeth and nibble, just a bit. Just enough. Then I. "We've got a new project for the band in mind to fill in some time and increase our international revenue stream once the live album is complete and in production." A new project?" Jake asked. "What kind of new project? Are you saying you don't want us to start work on a new studio album?" Not just yet," Doolittle said. "You see, sales of It's In The Book are still quite healthy and are not showing any signs of slacking off in the next two quarters. Once we release In Action, we'll be enjoying. I told her just trying to make it. She looked at me and laughed. She told me that all the girls in class laugh at me behind my back cause they know no girl would fuck me. That kind of hit the pride a little. But I had to pull myself back and wonder why she would know. She said that I’d be surprised how many girls still pass notes, and how much info they have on them. Man that made me feel even worst. Then she asked me if I ever fucked before. I told her yeah, but she just laughed. Then.