. You really DO think I look good!", I exclaimed as I unzipped his pants and unbuttoned them. I pulled it out and stroked it a few times as I looked...him in the eyes with my sexiest bedroom eyes. My eyes stayed on his all the way down until my tongue touched his cockhead. He let out a sigh as my lips parted and I slid the cock into my mouth. I started to suck him slowly as I kneaded his balls. He lightly touched my head with his hands as he moaned, I knew that he would come soon.Frank. As I said, Mom passed away when I was around 10,and now, I only had a rather vague memory of who she was. I rememberher wearing dresses that swirled around pretty legs, I could see herlong blonde hair, and smell her perfume. I vividly remember her cominginto my room at night when I was sick, or when I cried out with a baddream. She always wore the most beautiful nightgowns of silk, satin,and lace, always h!d on high heeled slippers, and was the mostbeautiful and elegant woman in the. . and this evening was no exception. Every so often during dinner I'd fondle and stroke the necklace, knowing full well it just made poor Roger think all the more about doing exactly that with my naked breasts. With ALL of me, let's face it.Any case he really was drooling that night – guess it was the combination of the necklace and my semi exposed breasts – and something about that, plus the way he was blabbing on about how I was so much younger and prettier than his wife, how much he wanted. ” There was a long, thick silence. Then I told him how we all woke up the next day, and despite our hangovers we fucked our girls again and then jumped in the water naked to clean up, and how hard it was for me not to look at the other guy’s body, tanned and fit as it was, and not to think about the feel of his dick against mine. But the guy wouldn’t even look me in the eye. Finally we all got dressed and sailed back to port. When the other couple left the guy finally looked at me, with.