He is now f...teen years old and I can't stop thinking about him sexually. I can picture his smooth young chest right now. He also goes around wearing...lose shorts. I can tell he isn't wearing underwear most times. I see his bulge protruding from the material of his shorts. Mark is just down the hallway still in bed. I just had to get up and go see him.I got up from my bed and walked down the hallway. His bedroom door was shut so I opened it just a crack. Mark was still asleep. He had the bed. I appreciate that. A man can’t have a better friend than that.” Ed looked at his former boss and realized that he was beginning to look old. The face had wrinkles that hadn’t been there when he worked for the man. The back was bent a little rather than ramrod straight. He asked, “So how are you doing?”The old man looked around at all of the younger people in the room. With a sigh, he said, “I’m getting ready to retire. Just looking for the right person to take over the business.”The initial. I could see its silhouette now only inches from my mouth. I licked at his pants. He felt my tongue on his cock and leaned towards me. Slowly I began munching on his cock through his pants. I could feel it growing against my lips.Slowly I pulled his pants down, exposing his huge pulsating cock. It felt smooth and warm. I could feel his tip twitching as my fingers touched it. I eagerly stroked his cock up and down. His hands continued to fondle my tits and his fingers, squeezing my nipples. From the age of 12, we spent Friday nights together masturbating -- never touching each other because we didn't want to be labeled "lesbian."But it turned me on so much to see her playing with her pussy and to let her see me playing with mine. I remember the time she produced a vibrator, and we took turns using it on our teen-age clits, cumming while the other watched. We masturbated together until we went to college. I like to be watched."Like A Virgin," wails Madonna.Eagerly and lustfully, I.