“I’m not experienced, Don. Seriously. Is this okay?” I touched, then wrapped my fingers around his dick.“It’s yours, darlin’,” he said.�...��But does it feel good when I do this?”“He gets happy being squeezed and tugged. Don’t grip too hard. The outer skin’ll slide...”“Oh, it DOES!” That’s neat. So’s the purplish helmet at the end. “I suppose this is the sensitive part?”“The MOST sensitive part. It’s ALL sensitive,” he said. His hand cupped my breast, measuring, then his head rose, tongue, then. Love? She had no answer for herself.He would be here any minute They had been in bed for about two hours.He looked wonderful as always. Dark, fit, with thrillingly dangerous eyes, and that big great-looking cock.Her appearance captivated him as always. Couldn't take his eyes off her. All soft curves and smooth fair skin.He stroked every part of her body, cupping and feeling her breasts, sliding his warm hands up the underside of her thighs, raising and. In the summer I work as a car-hop at the Alpine Hut Drive-in. It's an A-frame Swiss Chalet kitchen with two wings of drive-up spaces where, for most of the summer, four of us girls skate up to cars, take the driver's order, and bring food to them.aroslav: That sounds very 50s.AMY: It's pretty campy, but actually it's kind of fun. And I learned to skate really well.aroslav: You like to skate?AMY: Oh yeah. I've got big plans for skating.aroslav: Really?AMY: Roller Derby. I'm trying out this fall.. “Damn,” I thought, “Five years has certainly made her better looking. Has it done the same for her fucking? I’m gonna find out.”It’s difficult to remember details over that length of time but she sure as a first-class piece tonight and seemed to be really enjoying what I was contributing too. We’d dated pretty intensively for two months until school was out and I had an out-of-town special summer class. When I got back I was immersed in my new job and she was dating other high-school guys..