My other hand was stroking her right tit through her blouse and she squeezed the front of my school trousers, just as I shot a load into my underpants... That was it really. She was a bit annoyed and didn't let me near her again.Where was I? Ah, Sarah! So I had watched her, wanked over thoughts of her, and talked to her three times. I wasn't a bad looking guy so perhaps she would let me take her out? I plucked up courage and asked one Thursday."That's very kind of you Jonathan," She said, "But I. Her breasts were perfect. They projected straight outfrom her chest without any hint of sag. While obviouslywell supported by underlying muscle, they were not thebreasts of a body builder. Her light brown areola werecapped with nipples which stood out from thesurrounding flesh like the tips of small fingers.She allowed my inspection to continue for a fewmoments, and then, “My turn,” she said, pulling my t-shirt out of my jeans and over my head. We embracedonce more, each gasping as. Since seeing his dick, I had longed to taste him. I had him lie back and knelt between his legs. Taking just the tip in my mouth, I used my tongue in light flicking motions to tease him. I then began sucking, taking a little bit more of him in my mouth each time until I was able to take all of him, deep in my throat. Looking up I was pleased to see that he was watching. And what a sight it it was. Kneeling naked, with my ass up in the air, sucking hard. Massaging his balls once again I was. The guy then started asking her if she had ever had coke sprinkled on her pussy. She said that “No, she had never tried that”. He said that he had read in Playboy that putting coke on a guys cock before fucking was supposed to be awesome. So after some nervous giggling they decided to go ahead and give it a try. She said “So here I go from never even having kissed this guy to agreeing to letting him sprinkle some coke on my twat”.She stripped down pretty quickly and laid down on his bed. He.