" She knew she should say no but the steam was warming her and his hand sent tingles down her body. That sounds delicious. By the way I'm Missy." His ...hands kneaded her flesh slowly. " Hi Missy. My name's Jim." She relaxed as Jim's hands rubbed her tender flesh, purring as he did so. With the combination of the steam room and the massage, she felt as if she was on fire. It wasn't as if she was a virgin. She'd been with a couple of guys back home. But maybe it was his strong hands, the fact that. After all, it was me being all shy and embarrassed, whereas they both seemed genuinely interested.I stood up and partially pulled down my pants. As I did so, Henri stood up to take a closer look. The next thing I knew, he had his hand on the front of my panties, rubbing my cock through the silky material.“Very nice,” he said. “They’re very pretty, and they’ve made you awfully hard.”He tugged my pants down around my ankles and popped my rock hard shaft out of the top of the panties.I felt like I. In the first month of me living on base with him, Id meet most of his friends, gettin aquainted. Most of them also becoming my friends as well. I guess sometimes boyish personality attracts instant comfort and friendship. I wouldn't say Im exactly drop dead gorgeous, but I hold my own. Standing at 5'5, about 175 pounds, got a little belly {woriking on that} 36 D cup breast, no where near sagging...just as perky as a viagra overdose, and a ghetto booty to match. Maybe not everymans type but most. Not as hard and certainly not cold. I suspected she had gone out and purchased some new kind of dildo. It felt wonderful, whatever it was. I opened up farther and farther as it slid into me an inch, then out. In again, an inch farther this time, then out. I willed myself to accept it more and more. Finally it was all the way in. I felt hips against my ass. Then I stiffened up.Instead of the leather harness I expected, there was the sensation of hair against my cheeks! The fucking continued. It.