After chatting for a few hrs he wanted to meet me?I had never met anyone before; no one had ever seen me dress before? But I agreed. I then spent the... next day trying to think of excuses, ways out of doing this, I was in denial, I told myself I was straight, It was not what I wanted. I tried talking myself into not meeting him. But I couldn’t… something inside me made me do it. I hated myself for it, I was disappointed and disgusted in myself, BUT the self hate made me want it more??? I knew it. Finding my head between her tits I remembered how she had reacted when I touched her nipples. Not having a hand free I decided to snake my tongue out and ran it over one of the perky nubs. She gasped in delight, and flung her head back. Then, suddenly as she shifted under the probings of my tongue I felt the head of my penis hit a patch of her pussy that felt different from the rest. Her eyes shot wide open and a ragged "UUUUUUUGGGHH!" burst from her mouth. She went wild, slamming my meat into. I continued to wave frantically. What if she saw me and kinda felt sorry. She might take me with the girls. They'd realize I was a good looking young guy. Maybe they'd be turned on by the situation. Perhaps, only out of freakish curiosity one of them would want to see what it'd feel like to put me in her...My thoughts were interrupted. The giant spoon descended again - this time right towards me. Her spoon dug in. I ducked low. The whipped cream beneath me squished around. Air rushed down from. And it did sparkle.“Well, white is the new white,” I laughed. “I think I might need a shower curtain, though.”“Oh, please get a see-through one,” she said. I got a little flutter in my stomach. Was that the baby?These restorations had been done with a lot of care. All the woodwork in the apartment had been removed and stripped before being restained and installed. The hardwood floors had been sanded and refinished, even repairing some of the fancy border work where walnut had been inlaid with.