I want to experience love with other’s before walking down the aisle with my fiancé. My name is Diane. I’m twenty five years old. I know I’m v...ry late to the game. I wanted to give myself to the man I married. But, my fiancé talked me into having it and I wanted to give myself to him. I thought it was really great, but I really have nothing to base it off of. He was very loving and very affectionate and he took his time with me. He has been with a lot of women in his lifetime. I think he. “No, I’m right here.” I said. She jumped and turned around and looked at me mad. “Don’t scare me like that!” “I’m sorry Hun I didn’t mean to.” I said. “What are you doing on the sofa? Come to bed!” She said motioning me to come over to her. “But I don’t want to hit you in my sleep or something.” “Just come on.” She said walking into the room. I got up and walk to the room and sat on the bed. She turned on one lamp so it was somewhat dim light. She was still in her towel. “Jack, you know I love. Her small breasts were already almost flat and her brown tanned skin was prematurely cracked and lined. Rose-Marie hoped that she’d weather better. Too much direct sun on her mother’s skin perhaps. Le Jardin Rouge was kicking tonight. A DJ from the North American mainland was there, bringing some vital vinyl from Miami and New Orleans. The dance floor was a heaving mass of bare flesh. Penises and breasts swinging and swaying and shaking with the pulsating electronic beats, the occasional. It wasn't unpleasant at all, their young dicks were still almost completely hairless, and their cum was thinner with very little taste compared to Tom's thick man cum. They'd shoot small squirts of cum that would hit the back of my throat, and go right down.The boys loved getting blown more then anything. Tom enjoyed the feeling of being in control, and I enjoyed the nonstop attention of them all. It's this constant pampering and showering of affection from the guys that makes being a blowjob.