He was really good, and I knew I wouldn't last long before shooting my load. Suddenly he stopped and told me to follow him. We went to another room wh...rethere was a couch, and a large screen tv. I sat on the sofa, and he turned on a movie with a couple mature older guys having some fun. He went back to sucking me and I reached down to stroke his cock and when he slid his shorts off I was rewarded with a thick 10 inch uncut cock to handle. Never one to let something like this go to waste I. . “Yeah, like that,” said the red-faced girl. “And this time he was rubbing his hands along my back and down my sides. I think he wanted to touch me even more but got scared when he took me home.”“Huh? Why?”“Well, Mom was up and waiting at the door, even though I was home by ten, and she was going nuts! She wanted to know where we had been and what we had been doing and whether he had stolen my jewel, whatever that meant, and then Dad got into it with her. She changed targets and Robby got out. Only barely begun, they sit huddled after in closeness, dressed again in their clothes of social convention because now comes the time other lives must intrude. She sits oozing him into her panties. He rests comfortably with her juices and scent lingering across his softness. Their words whisper softly around kisses tender, reminders of this first time he has entered her and she has taken him inside. This subtle shift from being two who have been friends, who have shared a moment of erotic. I don't get laid as often right now but when I do it's pretty spectacular. I walked into the living the other day and she was holding her ass cheeks apart, already lubed with a smile, looking back over her shoulder. That's pretty damned exciting for me. Laying in bed that night, I told her I would never just walk in with a male friend, but I might ask a few female friends up for a glass of wine and that might interest them. Yeah, I'm a little jealous of other guys, I am a guy. She got a huge.