She said itwas different when there were all sorts of spacebetween her and others, and that the last weekenddidn’t count because she was too dru...nk to realize whatwas happening. But this time the guy would be up closeand personal. I told her not to worry and to go withthe flow. She might surprise herself and find she was enjoyingthe fact that some guys are going to have a bulge inthe pants that will make it difficult for them to walkupright. I reinforced the fact that I would be there. .but I loved to jack off and cum. I removed my dick from my jeans and the look on his face almost made me cum...he just looked at my dick and smiled. He looked me, he caressed my dick, then he slowly leaned forward and took it into his mouth. I can, even after all of these years, remember the softness of his lips and tongue on my young and inexperienced cock. The softness of his mouth moving up and down on my dick made it harder than ever before. The feeling, the sensation, the pleasure. This was a bit risky bc i didnt know if he liked feet, but his cock quickly got erect again. i was jerking him off with my stocking soles and takign my time. he said "ride me" i thought for a second about a condom, i didnt have one in my purse. i asked him if he had a conmdom and he said no. he said just ride my cock i want to feel your pussy withotu a rubber anyway. i stood up and slipped my panties off and straddeled his cock and slowly slid it all the way into my pussy. he pawed at my tits. I did a 360, looking at myself in the mirror. No one could tell, I didn't think. I wandered through the shelves of the library, looking at various romance novels. It was exciting in a way. I wondered if anyone could tell I wasn't wearing underwear, or possibly see my pussy because my shorts didn't quite fit tight to my thighs. Finally I settled on a book, checked it out, and got on my bike. The feeling of my bike seat pressing the denim of my shorts into my pussy was both abrasive and arousing..