You then move your hands down my chest and run your nails over my stomach. With light touches, you feel my muscles contracting and twitching as I am ...very ticklish. My God you know just how to get my motor running and my reactions make you giggle as I beg you to stop. But you keep it up just a bit longer, teasing me just enough before you reach down and begin stroking my dick again. I can't tell you how awesome the feeling is having your body so close to me while your hands are stroking my. She said it would take an army to sway her away from him, that they were set on the storybook course for marriage, white picket fences and a long, prosperous life together. They had not calculated, however on one thing: Jay Whistler.Jay had approached Candy at various times since his debut at Broadfield, but had at best received a lukewarm reception. Candy seemed to have a sixth sense that helped her understand about the nastiness which lay behind Jay's cold, penetrating eyes. She would always. ?Lotsof spit.? Ifeel my cock gliding pass her lips. I take it from her mouth and push her faceinto my crotch. ?Lickand suck on my sack.?Shebegins licking my balls. ?Becareful.? Asshe licks and sucks, I stroke my cock slowly. I part my legs and she cups myballs with her hand. Pulling up on them, she alternates between licking my perineum and sucking on my balls. ?Lookup at me. I don?t want to tell you again.? Sheraises her eyes to me. Those eyes. Her amazing eyes. I push my cock towardsher, and. I took off my pants and started stroking myself. After a few minutes of pictures and videos I was finished. I stood up and went over to my full length mirror. At 13 I was short for my age, 5’4” to be exact. But I had a nice build with a lot of muscle. I had short brown hair and a nice smile, according to the girls in my class. I looked down at my dick. It was around 5 ½”, if I were to guess and had barely any hair around it. “Let’s go Bradley!” shouted Mom. “I’m coming, geez!”“Don’t you start.