She buried her face in my crotch & started breathing in heavily she was soaking this experience up just as much as I was the smell coming from her was... intense & I presume she was enjoying my odour (I had sex with the wife this morning, maybe there was some still left) as well. She gently ran her lips along my shaft through my undies. She said she doesn’t think it will fit in her. Now I’m not big, 6.5 inches 7 on a good day (this was a good day) but I am thick & by the look of her tight little. He began to run his tongue around her vulva, licking the smooth skin, feeling its texture–a little spiky because of her trimmed pubic hair–and its taste–reddish and warm, a little salty. She didn’t seem appreciative, however, so after a few moments he moved to her inner lips, which she did like, according to her reaction. ‘Uh, Heather, could you scoot up on the bed some? My feet are gonna end up on my roommate’s desk, there’s not much room down here.’ ‘All right,’ she said, and scooted.. At that same moment I was thinking it was June in Southern California and usually I get lucky somewhere around the end of August and meet some girl trying to get some before her summer in So. Cal. is over. I should just be enjoying this hottie that picked me up and lead the way into having wild, sex the following day? I just graduated from High School and took the first job that was offered to me which was bagging groceries at a strip Mall in the town I was born and raised in. I was only. “I’ll leave you two to it” Jenny’s mom kissed her white husband, and walked out the door. When the door shut, Jenny’s stepdad began speaking.“Jenny, you know that we expect you to marry a nice white man when you grow up, so we’d like you to understand what it takes to please white men.” “Okay...” Jenny said hesitatingly. She sensed that her stepdad wasn’t going to teach him about dating given that she was in his bedroom and not at the dinner table.“What do White men want the most?” Jenny paused.