He wasn't, though, and one thing led to another and I finally told him he could take his fucking boob-job and shove it up his ass and that was that." ... squeezed my breasts covered by my oversized tee-shirt. "Two years down the drain because of these stupid ugly things." Hey," he replied, touching my arm, "they're not ugly." What do you know?" I demanded. "You've never seen them." So, take off your shirt."When I hesitated, he dared me and, being there was no way on earth I was backing down from. He was chuckling, and said "Stop pretending like you are asleep, I can see you moving your lips", but I ignored it and pretended I was asleep since I felt embarrassed. Many times did my girlfriend jack my cock off, but a tiny and gentle female hand dint compare to having the big rough hand of my best friend wrapped around my shaft. I felt him moving, and then I got slapped. When I did open my eyes, he had his dick right in frot of my face. I couldn't help but lick it, and to be honest, I. The amount of sexual vibes I felt from him would make any girl go crazy. I simply had to have him. It was one afternoon, school had recently ended and I had no obligations that afternoon. I was walking down the hallway headed towards the parking lot to get out of prison and there I saw him. The lustful instincts came on instantly. There was a war going on in my head. To have him or not? In that moment my sex drive beat the shit out of my logical senses. I walked over to him and gave him a. I don't know if mostwomen know how much this simple, straightforward act means. To beaccepted so intimately and completely satisfies the soul as much as itexcites the body.I think Cindy was very good at sensing how close to orgasm I was. Shewould take me to the brink and stop. After a sufficient pause, shewould lick my girly dick as if it were a popsicle. I was incrediblyaroused; wanting release yet not wanting the stimulation to end. Imoaned softly as she kissed along the underside of my.