She smelled of roses, fresh mountain air and eucalyptus. “Thank you for being here tonight,” Michaela whispered, cozying to me, throw still open, ...hair slightly damp from her shower, and her firm, generous nipples were backed with full, natural tits pressed against my chest. “I wanted to be with you, Vincent, In this spy case, you’re so compassionate and caring about the outcome. I love your heart for it. Might you share that with me?” Adrenaline shot through my loins, Dudes, let’s get real: An. " She looked over at me dubiously, her swollen lips working as she thought. "I could give you a blow job," she tentatively offered."Shit," I said, "All my girlfriends give me blow jobs. Since you are my girlfriend for this evening you would be giving me one anyway. Really, cunt, you have got to try harder." Ok, ok. Let me think," she cried. She screwed her eyes shut as she said this, obviously trying to think of something to placate the pervert that had been abusing her, but that was not. I didn’t know how much a 14 year old knew about sex, but she seemed to understand that my cock was about to explode any second. As Beth cuddled up next to me, she reached her hand over and plucked my stiff cock right out of my pajamas, and began stroking my shaft ever so gently. I slid my body down the couch and opened my legs wide to better receive her bold advances. I lay vulnerable in front of her, as she squeezed a few drops of precum from my cock, and rubbed it around my purple helmet.. The only imperfection she had was a scar on her chest where she had surgery. That is the summer I will never forget. It was the summer that I realized not only men can give a woman pleasure. Day after day we would talk about our hopes, dreams, and fantasies. She always wanted to have the perfect guy to share her white picket fenced dream house with. I would have been happy with a guy that would talk about more than cars and his latest quest to bed Lisa. Yes, I guess you could say I was a little.