Ok I was not virgin material, but it was fun pretending to be, it seemed to add extra bounce into the cock, the knowledge of penetrating a fresh cunt ...lways did that for men, and I reached down a felt him as my long fingers took hold of him, and pushed him against my opening thin line.I held him tightly and kissed his mouth, our tongues violating each other tonsils, yes my tongue was what people labeled a 'Dykes tongue', long enough for a woman's pussy to grip and ride, in the odd Lesbian. He started saying, “One, two, three. One, two, three,” as they did a small waltz box step and an underarm turn. They stopped with her back to him, he kissed her neck and pulled the back zipper down. Abby spun and undid his tie and shirt, their clothes making a pile on the floor. Abby broke a kissing bout and glanced at the pile.“I was right, not only do they look better after I took them off but so do you.” They fell onto the bed, kissing, their hands slowly caressing the other’s body.His. “I still don’t want to know yours; nothing personal meant, but I prefer my private affairs be anonymous.” “I have no problem with that; I’m just flattered that you asked to see me again,” I confessed. Her voice seemed genuine and her warmth was beginning to arouse me. “Well, you’re very good at what you do, and I’d like more of the same,” she said, adding, “But I thought I would make an exception and return the favor, so to speak.” I was somewhat dumbfounded; did she mean she was going to. " Sam, we have to talk," I said, swallowing my fear and hoping for the best, "I just hope you won't hate me."My words startled her. "Hate you? Never, Jake, what's going on?" her eyes flicked to my mother and back to me, "I thought you were coming back ... alone." She quickly addressed my mother, "not that you aren't welcome, Mrs. Smith, but I thought Jake and I were ... well its Christmas and all so we were..." I am well aware of what you two had planned." My mother interrupted softly. "But you.