Lisa on the other hand had a big lipped, clammy looking pussy that was shaved in a high and tight landing strip that was dripping wet and open for bu...siness. I was thinking of leaving as I was feeling a little weird watching them when Lisa, who was now sitting on D's face with her back to me, looked back at me and motioned for me to come over and join. I thought I was dreaming but she kept motioning for me. I jumped up and my clothes dropped off in seconds and I was behind Lisa lining up my. One time the mags were put down and I was stroking his rod and gazing at him. He said ‘kiss it’. I looked at him warily and said ‘really’ He said ‘yes, kiss it’.I was immediately more excited and realized I was brave enough to go for it.I gently touched his cock to my cheek. It was warm, and the skin was softer and smoother feeling than my hands led me to believe. I could smell it too, it smelled unique but good. I brushed his stiff cock across my face letting it pass over my lips.I said to. I remember the day she gave me her cherry. It was about six months before we got married. Once we started having sex we couldn't stop. Sex was our drug. Every time we got together we knew we were going to do it. She was my first also. Unfortunately I strayed a few times.I know it wasn't right but I did it anyway. The first time I strayed I promised myself, never again. I had all I needed at home, but again opportunity knocked and I strayed again. This happened a good half a dozen times. Brendan felt like the loneliest man in the world.By midmorning, he had sorted everything from the top shelf in Marisol's office. He walked up to her desk and asked, "Are you ready for me?" as he gestured at the piles on the other side of the window. She took off her reading glasses and gave him a hard stare."Okay, Mr. Teacher, what have you got?"A century ago Brendan would have cringed at the misuse of the word "got" in good English. Now, it was just another irritant and reminder of his new.