“Sucks for you,” Sandra said, her hand gliding against his shaft. “I really wanted to make out with her with your cock between us. She has those... kind of lips.” Mason stared at her, unable to form words. She sat up right, moving her body close to his. “That just happened.” Mason uttered, returning to reality. Her chin rested on his shoulder, looking at him, keeping the rhythm of her strokes. “It sure did.” She said, completely unfazed by the accident. “Did you take a cab here?” She wondered.. And hisgenitalia - a pressure and a pleasure that brought a scream from Jon.Through his hips, now curved wide, to his stomach, pushed in andtightened, to his new mounds formed and pushed through, and finally hisneck and face, which brought a great deal of pain as their fine detailswere being morphed.And now he felt a kiss from the shade to celebrate its victory. Morethan a kiss, he felt its excitement and a new weight formed atop hisnew dream-body. Jon could not breathe through his mouth,. That night we went down on each other and 69’d, and that was what we mostly did every now and then. At first only when our parents were gone, but then it became more frequent, eventually it was almost every day after school.The first time we had sex was an accident. She was giving me a massage on my bed and when I flipped so she could work my front, I was tenting like mad. She teased me with her butt at first, and kept sliding back and forth across my body. I was poking out of my boxers and. I'd rather see you for the first time face to face, try to catch the emotion in your voice, to gauge your reactions, see how quick you are on your feet. I guess I'm just a delayed gratification type of guy. The anticipation, to me, heightens the experience.So, Sweet Olive, what do you say? Do we stay anonymous and safe, or go for the real, the raw, the unexpected? Your choice.Think about it, I'll be waiting.Just Love, StumpyI took a deep breath and hit send.I stared at the screen for a long.