Parsons was walking toward me. As we passed one another, that uneasy feeling came over me again. I glanced over at him and his eyes seemed to change c...olors for the briefest of moments. I shook it off as being tired, politely smiled and he smiled back. I hurried to my car and quickly drove home.Once home, I had several stiff drinks to calm my nerves and convinced myself that what happened was just my imagination. I went to bed and with the help of those drinks on an empty stomach, quickly fell. She looked up at me and said, “I never have seen a dick this big, except in porno. I don’t know if I can take one that big.”I smiled at her and said, “I'll take it slow, I know you can take it with practice.”Then she took my cock, in both hands and started stroking it. Then moved her mouth to the head and started running her tongue in circles around the swollen head. My cock twitched each time she got to the underside, making her do it more.Then she started taking it into her mouth, getting as. “Your skin feels so soft,” he said, almost in a whisper. “You’re so beautiful Stacy.” With that he leant in close to me and we kissed again. Our tongues met and softly ran over one another, as if they were locked in a slow, intimate dance. He continued to stroke my thigh and still, little by little, worked his hand further up until it disappeared under my dress. I let out another shudder, partly because of the erotic feeling that was flowing through me and partly because his hand felt cold. . !”“Well, okay, but not cold, sticky and slimey... !”“That’s true. It’s a bit better. So you’re suggesting I should use his sperm as some kind of skin lotion? Would you appreciate it if your woman would rub your sperm out all over her breasts?”“Yeah, that would be wonderful!” I say with a laugh. “She would be playing with her tits AND my sperm at the same time. That sounds like a bonus to me!”“But then, it’s not like I am getting his sperm on my breasts every time,” Lisa continues. “Sometimes.