Oh, you really are. But, I don't know. Are you really sure that's what you want. You may regret it." Most of my friends are having sex with their boyf...riends and I haven't even seen a guy's, um, penis, you know? They're doing oral sex and fucking all the time and all I do is get myself off. I won't regret it, I regret not doing it. And here you are, right here and you have just what I want and we're alone and I've got my top off and your hard as a rock, I can feel it under me. Well?" Well, I. I had her sign and print her name, tore it out, folded it up, and we went on with the routine.I kept the note with me folded in a specific folder and checked to make sure it was there and read it often for weeks.Then I had finals in three classes on the last day of the school year. One of my former Professors was an old lady who saw me as a bright young student. We'd chat and I told her I was working on a folder of interesting articles and things I wanted to discuss with her. I would only have. Kissing and licking all around. Then I finally set my attention to your wet and hot pussy that is begging for me to give it affection. I start kissing it. Just barely going into your beautiful folds. Then when I get to the bottom part of it, in one swift move I put my tongue inside and In an upward movement I lick it from bottom to the top. When I get to your clit I put my lips around it completely and I suck on it. I pull it and tug it gently. I flick my tongue over and over. Each time making. In the days preceding his first Saturday ‘instalment,’ Rufus often had to retreat to his house to manually take care of sexual urges. As he masturbated, he could almost taste the unplucked fruit that he would soon be picking.Cathy spent her final Saturday as a virgin with mixed feelings. She had always liked Rufus despite his dishevelled appearance and even thought him rather handsome. A further notion, that intrigued Cathy, was that Rufus had a reputation among a few of Cathy’s friends of.