She smiled and ground her ass on his cock, feeling it swell more. She leaned over and with her teeth, lips, and tongue cleaned each nipple thoroughly.... She took great care to get every last bit of chocolate off of his chest. His chest hair though seemingly wanted to keep some. But she kept at it, licking his nipple, biting when she needed to, and sucking up what she needed.When he was visibly clean, she stretched out her body on top of his and kissed him: her cock rubbing just above his, her. It's Sherie. Shuh then Ree. It's kind of French, but not really.””You speak French?” I asked.”If you live in Canada, ” she explained, ”You have to speak some French.” She let her eyes survey my body and then said, ”You must work out.””Not really, ” I answered, ” I mean, I did some boxing when I was in the service, but my job is what keeps me in shape. What about you? I mean are you going to go to school? what grade will you be in?””Yeah I'm going to go to school, ” she said, ”I don't really. I'm not sure I'm proud of that fact. However, I've decided that I am going to change. I want real guys not just bed partners. Guys are going to have to get to know me without 'knowing' me."Beth said, "Nat would do that willingly." I believe so but I'm not sure how I would feel about being with him knowing my history as he does. Anyway, he will have to make the first move if he really is interested. So far, that hasn't happened and I have seen no sign that it would. He just seems to feel pity. “I think I do” she said as she turned around and reached out to my bulging trouser front and gave it a squeeze. I looked down at her, she was as good nearly naked as I had imagined in all my wanking fantasies. Could I touch her? Should I touch her? Would she cry **** or something? I reached to her tits, gorgeous firm tits with nipples that were hardening. She began massaging my crotch and I groaned as I shot my load in my pants. “Oh shit.” I said.“What’s the matter?” she asked. “It’s a bit.