When she finally came back from where ever she was her cheeks flushed and her voice failed her...she tried to speak, but nothing came out. He rescued... her by offering his name. "Hello, my name is David," he almost whispered. "And my name is Elizabeth," she offered as she handed him his glass. "Well, Elizabeth, we may be here awhile from the sounds of that storm, why don't you come sit by the fire and tell me your story?" Still feeling somewhat at a loss, she joined him on the floor in front. My mostly-hard dick stood up proud. Tim barely touched it as he stroked it up and down. I had never had sex with a man. I had never even thought about it, but it felt pretty damn good. As Tim gently stroked me with the lightest touch, my penis and it twitched with my heart beat and got fully erect. Tim then took my dick between his thumb and forefinger and jerked up and down gently. I had never had such a light touch on my prick and it was amazing. Tim would stop and stroke my balls then back. It was very big and i wanted it. I pulled down his short and I couldn't believe what I saw. He was wearing my pink panties that I gave him for Christmas. The panties were all slippery with his precum. I leaned in and started licking the outline of his cock.My hands wrapped around in back to play with his ass. I then slipped his cock out so I could suck him as he stood on the stool. I took his cock in my mouth. It was so hot and wet. It slid in easily. He started to rock back and forth. His cock. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sandra held her cigarette carefully between two fingers...looking with amusement at the local male inhabitants of the nitty gritty bar she had chosen...she was feeling the effects of the unique aphrodisiac she had taken before she left the house...and her cunt was beginning to feel hot and wet, and her tongue did it's familiar movement around her bright red lips, a habit.