. chills of pleasure running down your spin as I spin you around my rooms, savoring the champagne with an occasional strawberry for flavor. My bedroom... is the final stop, your glass is empty, and mine freshly filled . . . I put yours to the side as I begin to kiss you again. You wrap your arms around my neck, letting my mouth do the work of pleasuring you . . . again starting slowly, kissing the outside of your mouth, your lips, licking, sucking them . . . and then pressing your jaw open lightly. " She would have left already if not for her son. She had nothing against gay people really. Her hair dresser was gay. But the last thing she wanted to see was two women have sex. She wanted to look away, but somehow the spectacle of Sandra dominating this young college educated girl was something you couldn't look away from."Oh yes, your son," Sandra said. "You need his registration form. I guess it must be embarrassing to have all his friends accepted to our school, while he wasn't. . "Next time I want you to let me make you cum, ok?" Sure Pete, but only you finally let me fuck her with you at the same time, double penetration." Excuse me! He doesn't decide that, I do! But yes, that is one thing we should have done long before now!" said Angie.Pete got dressed and said goodbye. He walked back towards the carpark and whistled as he left. By now I had my boner sticking through my zipper and was gently stroking it. I wasn't fully hard yet but I knew it wouldn't take long. I. ..uhm...grab my penis, or suck on it. Which ever is more comfortable." Uhm....ok..."She was a little bit hesitant, but she wrapped her hand around my shaft and, as if she'd had really great beginners luck or something, she began giving me the perfect hand job. After awhile of this amazing pleasure I'd never had before, me being a virgin myself, she wrapped her lips around my shaft and began sucking on me as though she was a natural. Maybe she was screwing up. I wasn't sure. I didn't care. This.