Layla: You’re standing naked, dear boy! Look at these tits (fondling them with her hands). Do you feel that I should enhance them?Me: Are you nuts? ...hey are stunning. I can ejaculate just by looking at them.Layla: (Giggled) What other ways do you have in mind? Would you torture them?Me: Not at all! I would be gentle with them. I would cup them in my palms and roll my fingers over the nipples.Layla imitated what I had said with an intriguing facial expression. That sight got some of the pre-cum. I started moaning on Ajs cock and after a little while he shot his load down my throat it was a lot more than Ryans. Ryan got up off his knees took my feet in his hands and put them down so that they were at my head. He then said "Now im gonna take your cherry okay"? Still terrified at losing my cherry i said "No please." But my pleas where falling on deaf ears. Ryan positioned himself at my hole and pushed in slowly almost half of him in me just resting abovee my hymen. "Here i go." He says. The grass floor was heaped with piles of discarded clothing. It appeared to Sam that the sorority girls were using the tent as a makeshift locker room.“Hi, I’m Maylee.” Taken by surprise Sam guiltilyy turned to face the speaker. He found himself starring into the captivating eyes of a petite Asian her hand outstretched in greeting.“Sam.” he replied automatically extending his own hand for a brief shake.“Would you care to sponsor me? I’m signed up for the dunk tank next.”Looking over at the dunk. Megan nodded and gave a smile.Megan arrived the next day looking as prim and proper as ever looking around as she knocked on Jackson's studio door. He lived in the country and for a 32 year old man did well for himself as a photographer/artist.Jackson answered the door and said: Hi come on in!Megan entered and noticed Jackson had on a pair of shorts and a tank top and nothing else. It was very hot and she was feeling over dressed.Jackson: I prefer if you remove your shoes and it is hot in.