. it. It looked foreign, almost alien. Strange and, in a small way, frightening. Mysterious---yes--- enough to be respected. Even in dimness, he ...ould see that it was hard enough to stand by itself. He felt his fingers pressed over it and that sent sensations to his brain about how peculiar this whole sexual realm was. It looked big but in time, the boy would know that seven inches was not monstrous. Brynn’s nostrils flared with the distinctive scent of a man’s sexuality. It was like. . Well we were teenagers with hormones doing their thing, what kind of reputation would you expect Billy Smart to have?I looked at Phil, and he looked back at me; then we both looked at Polly."Oh come on boys, you really couldn't have expected me to make a decision like that. The pair of you have been making it clear to me for weeks, that you were going to ask me to the dance. I love both of you like you are my brothers; how the hell do you expect me to choose between you?" Polly eventually. As the scent of jasmine and bergamot filled the air, I began to rub and knead, applying pressure where I could feel her stress.I pressed down hard between her shoulders and asked, “Does that feel okay?”She did not reply in words, but gave a long, sensual moan of approval. The noise was almost sexual, and I could feel the familiar stirring in my underwear again. I pressed again, untwisting the knot, and I felt her entire body relax beneath my hands as though she were now putty for me to mould to. Her scooter didn’t start that day too. I voluntarily asked her shall I drop you. She said are you ok in dropping me home. I said yes and we started and reached her apartment parking in 15 minutes. She asked me to have some coffee in her house.I said no let’s have it another day. But she compelled me to have. So I went with her to her flat. It is on the 7th floor, a 2 BHK well furnished flat. After entering I asked her is no one here. She laughed for some time and asked me, “What do you know.