‘Seriously.’ said Jazz. ‘She said really … complimentary things about you. I know guys sometimes have anxiety … about their performance. But... you have nothing to worry about.’ By this point, most of the blood in my body had rushed to my face. Jazz reached across the table and covered my hand with hers. ‘Dean. I have zero complaints about the sex we’ve been having. Far from it. That’s why I brought up the subject. I wanted to know where you got the confidence, and the … I don’t know what to. Thinking about it makes me so hard now. Its all on the idea of fucking a stranger, except there is no emotional attachment, no contact. so if they do have a bf they arent cheating. and no Guilt. One day I logged on and let the camera roll. I started jerking my hard cock and then a thick blond bbw stopped. I could see her beautiful big tits bulging through her shirt as she bit her bottom lip. I asked her if she liked my cock, She replied saying she loves it. SHe kept watching me play with my. Mom must have picked up on my anxiety.“It’ll be fine. You look wonderful.”“I can’t believe I’m going to my first dance,” I laughed. “All these years I dreamed someone like Mark would take me and now I’m going with Sam.”“Hey, that reminds me. Do you know what happened between Mark and Joe? I know we told Joe he couldn’t have friends over while he was grounded, but it seems like something else is going on. I don’t even see them speak to each other in passing anymore.”I bit my tongue. Mark was. Communication was mainly by brief emails, though the language was at least affectionate. We agreed that, since the Easter break was only a few weeks ahead, she would concentrate on working (though she would go home to see her father alternate weekends and support her mother) in order to spend time with me during the break.Come the holiday, I met her at the station. I might not have recognised her, dressed as she was in a figure-hugging top and slacks that emphasised her slim figure, and a dark.