It was complicated and yet quite simple. I was shy. And when I did get to take a girl out, which was not often, I would try to make a move and if she ...said no, which they always did, I backed off. I never pressed for anything from a girl. Maybe they wanted me too. I don't know. All I knew is that I had been jerking off for years and had never felt a real pussy. We had a local coffee house that I always went to on Fridays and Saturdays. You know, the old style coffee house where they played music. .' john pushes his finger into her mouthshe gags on it and tries to pull away john grabs herhair and pushes his finger deeper in her mouth'its staying in there until i think its clean 'he says ' so get sucking'miss wick sucks on his finger as the tears still fall down her face'good ' john says pulling his finger out of her mouth now i have been ignoring miss smith and i have been thinking about getting her lips around my cock all night come her let me have a look at you miss smith'miss smith. As Jason pulled the door open, a low wolf whistle came from the nearby street corner. A pair of brawny utility workers were looking Jenna’s way, both with broad grins on their faces. Always the flirt, Jenna flashed them both a gorgeous smile. ‘Hey, fellas,’ she said huskily, turning her body toward them, hands on her hims, modeling her dress. One of the men closed his eyes and put his hand to his heart, tapping it twice. The other man just stared openly, and said, ‘Wow!’ Jenna giggled, blew. I want you to give him a good look...and you do too...right, Alice?”Alice opened and dropped the robe. She made no effort to cover her tits but just stood there while he looked her up and down. “Take a good look,” I said. Then I told her to turn around. After a good long look, he walked up behind her, reached around and touched her. Alice stiffened and started to pull away. But then she leaned back against him. He ran his hands up her body and fondled her tits. He lingered with his fingers on.