She spat inside my mouth. It felt like nectar. Then we started licking and deep french kiss. I put my tongue under the lower roof of her mouth. She sa...d I taste like caramel custard. While our tongues were playing, my hand was pressing firmly on her waist.She was moaning. I tore up her dress. Now our nude bodies were stuck to each other and trying to merge as one. After I had done kissing her lips, I licked her ears, neck, her boobs, her armpits, her belly, her legs, one by one. She was deeply. ”“ ... your boyfriend lives in Rich Side.”“Yeap.”“You got piercings coming out of twenty different holes in your body, and you got tattoos covering probably half of you. How did you bag a rich guy?”He expected her to punch him. He’d have deserved it too. Bitter, just so damn fucking bitter whenever the topic came to money, and women, and it went full on acidic when it was the two combined. He didn’t need a fucking therapist to tell him that. Part of the reason he told Ganders he didn’t want to. In the meantime, Stoney and I have a lot of fun practicing.Practicing? Oh, we're dead serious about it, lovemaking, I mean. It's like a lot of music: infinite variations on themes. I never imagined that I'm this interested in the male physique. I, after listening to my classmates, had determined that I could manage passable enthusiasm. I didn't count on being in love with Stoney and the fire that flew when we kissed and touched.Now it's something I daydream about. And get all warm and sticky. .." Hey, freut mich das du dich meldest. Das ist kein Problem. Würde mich freuen, wenn wir uns treffen könnten" Schön, hast du noch Kondome und Gleitgel?"Besorg ich, bzw. hab ich da."Am nächsten Tag war ich super nervös. Nach der Arbeit fuhr ich nach Hause. Schnell unter die Dusche und fertig gemacht. Dann fuhr ich zu ihm. Parkte in der Nähe auf einem großen Parkplatz. Im Auto gingen mir noch jede Menge Gedanken durch den Kopf... Mir war heiß... Ich hatte jetzt schon einen Halbsteifen. Ich.