" I cleared my throat, "... and I jack off a lot. I'm not as nice as you think." I don't believe it," she replied, and then there was a long pause. Fi...ally she said, a bit huskily, "What do you think about when you stroke your cock?" Are you in the office?" I asked. "This isn't exactly the kind of conversation you want other folks to hear!" No, I'm at home. Work was slow and they let me leave about an hour after you left." Well, that was all right. I had had horrific visions for a moment of our. .. And the weird thing was: it didn't bother me at all.So I told him the whole story, even some details, like the way I couldn't be with boys my age, my virginity, everything, while gasping from having his hand massaging my inner thigh and his fingers so close to my panties... It felt amazing to share all of it with someone else. And to my surprise he listened like he was really getting my point. But the good moment didn't last, cause he saw the bikes parked with a lot of other bikers and vans. My brother Cris was more excited about this than I was. Actually, I was starting to doubt Mom. None of the people we'd seen since we docked the boat in Miami before dawn were naked. Maybe it was just her way of encouraging me to pack light. At the moment, I was more interested in the new country I was in than what my future held in the way of clothing. I looked out the window of the car and tried to read the signs along the highway. Most of them were for stores or restaurants. There were a lot. I check Kim out again only to see her with her right hand inside the waist band of her shorts playing with her pussy. After about a minute Alice looked up and met Kim’s eyes and asked her if she knew how to give a blow job. Kim said no, so her mom told her to come and try giving me a blow job, just do what I’ve been doing she said. Kim wasn't all that good at sucking my dick yet but I wasn't going to tell her to stop. In a minute or two I told them that it would be better if Kim was naked,.