Whether it isfemale breast or just my male chest, the fact is I am enjoying it. Infact, the touch is amazing. Who would have thought being touched on ...thechest would feel so good?We wander to my bedroom, and make out some more. He puts a hand up mydress, and pulls at my panties. I help him, and a pair of white pantiesdrops at my feet.He brings a hand up my dress again, running it up my thigh.What is he going to find? Whenever I touched my crotch, I found a penisand woke up. But maybe, if someone. To yield. To let it happen. “Not the gag. Anything but the gag”, you say meekly. “Good girl, Jennifer. Now, I think you’ll find this much better. Jason, fill her mouth.” And as I climb over you and sit behind you I pull your head back further, your hair knotted tightly in my hand. The dark man’s huge black cock slides into your open mouth. He is not gentle, but plunges his swollen manhood deeper into your throat than anyone before, deeper than you thought possible. As his balls hit your chin,. ‘You don’t.’ Her gaze was serious, ‘just having you is enough for me. You don’t have to do anything.’ ‘Yes I do.’ I said equally as serious. ‘You just gave me the best blow job of my life.’ I paused in which she smiled a satisfied grin. ‘I need to return the favour or I’ll feel bad.’ She went to argue but I shushed her, ‘Do you remember when we were little and we used to share our sweets with each other, both of us having the exact same amount? Well it’s just like that. You’ve made me cum this. He sat back for a few seconds, knowing his cock was throbbing already. He could just fuck her now. Just climb on and bang that pussy hard. But he wanted to savour this.He began kissing her stomach first. The gentlest of contact. Then began stroking her arms with the tips of his fingers. Even now she was responding. Twitching and moving as the desire rose in the pit of her stomach. He carried on moving the tips of his fingers down her sides. Then pushed her legs apart. He heard her catch her.