I just lay there and let him feel me. His hand movesfrom one breast to the other, roughly squeezing and pressing. My nipplesbecome erect as he pulls... them and rolls them between his fingers. He pulls mygown up over my chest, exposing my two white mounds and the pink nipples attheir tips. First he studies them for several minutes, especially my hardnipples, then he sucks them like he did when he was a newborn baby.Why did I let myself get carried away with Ken and then with Steve? I wish. I was completely blank and was not able to understand what should I do. I held her hand and asked her to respond. As I held my yahoo chat friend’s hand, she held my hand tightly without saying anything! I responded and pressed her hand too. She was still breathing heavily.I moved my hand and touched her chin and cheek, asking her to open her eyes. But her only response was, tightly holding my hand. As I touched her cheek, she moved her head toward my side. That moment is still etched in my mind. I was right about her not having any underwear beneath that dress, her pubic bush glistened into view, wispy and blonde, pointing towards her love entrance just visible below. Her hips swung to the beat of the music and her legs moved gracefully, taut and shapely, tapering down to her delicate feet stepping out a sexy dance. She was as naked as I was except for her shoes and the velvet choker. Lauren turned and gyrated her pretty bottom in my face and then bent forward giving me a close up view. .i leaned over..and ...kissed him...right on the lips...he gasped softly as our lips touched...his were so soft...warm...made me shudder and my cock got harder...just a light gentle lil peck..but..felt so good...i had never kissed anyone before, except my mom...and maybe an aunt or two...but only on the cheek...this was...sooo different...feeling akward and nervous...I pulled back blushing and stammered ashamed embarassed....thought he would jump up and run out...or maybe even punch me in the.