I've tried moving her hand to my crotch, no go. "No, Eric, I don't want to do that," she says. So, I jack-off even more.But now, I can tell you that, ...yes, I am getting some pussy pretty regularly. Here's how it all started.One evening a few months ago, Lynn and I went back over to her house in the hope that we could get in some titty-feeling and sucking since her parents were out for the evening. The only difficulty with that was the fact that her little sister, Vicky, fourteen, two years. 'That sounds wonderful, when do you want to go?''How about seven, I know you said lunch but I'm more of a dinner girl.''Seven works for me, see you then.'Was this really happening to me? I did a small jig and then proceeded to do my normal after work ritual. Come home, take a shower, put on something comfy, hop in bed, surf the internet. Everyday after work it was the same thing, but tonight I couldn't stop thinking about Mandi as I lie in my bed. As I though of her long blonde hair and big. I hadnt told my parents that I was dating someone new… I was sort of embarrassed at the quick change of heart after so long (and the stubborn teenage angsty fights for his love, since he was about 6 years older and my parents didnt quite approve, but they couldnt do anything once I was of consenting age.) So there he was. Right in my room, door being locked behind him. I stuttered his name. M-Max..what are you doing here? Tears were running out of his dark blue eyes already, this guy was a. Tom looked confused for a moment while the girls giggled, but then caught on. “What I mean is, I first ran into Dan here last year. Now we live across the hall from each other.”“You sure did run into me. You spilled a full pitcher of beer all over me when you were stumbling to the bathroom.” Turning to the girls, I said, “Tom sometimes has a problem with not knowing his limits at the bar. Like now.”Michelle laughed and patted Tom's hand. “We're still more or less sober, so I guess we.