All the while, the firefighter was stroking like mad. It was a first for me, but apparently not for Lys. I suspected she'd done this before.With the f...ire fighter stroking, and Lys and me sucking, the sounds and smells were great! Soon, Lys spit out my dick and said, "I want you inside my cunt!" NOTE: I get VERY turned on when a woman is graphic when describing body parts. I obliged, changing positions and cradling between her legs. I penetrated easily, for this young nymph was quite. You see how it works, by the way? I call it my first, even though ... well, you understand. Still, she was unwilling to go beyond a certain point. Whether that was good or bad I can’t say, but I knew I needed more, or at least needed to know more.”“After that the desires went dormant for a while, and few of my partners seemed to trigger them enough for me to just come out and ask. I think it was because I didn’t feel strongly enough about any of them to make myself vulnerable in that way. I. Kevin looked at me expectantly, and I slid up to him,and reached out to touch his manhood that stood so regally before him.As I stroked it gently, I looked down at Jeannie. As I tugged Kevin'slance toward it's target, I saw a look of fear flash across her facethat gradually faded into sad acceptance.Kevin tried to complete the coupling, but I squeezed him and saidsharply "Wait!" I resumed the stroking, and he stopped moving just aninch or so from the prize. My mind was in turmoil, and I thought. Jo and I were both dressed provocatively and we attracted a good bit of attention as we were led to our table. The adults ordered a bottle of wine and the rest of us had soft drinks or tea.We had a really cute young waiter. As he was taking orders he kept looking at my shirt and trying not to smile. When he came back with our appetizers, Mr. Storm, who noticed his distraction, asked the waiter, “Aren’t you going to ask?”“Sir?” the waiter said, “Ask what sir?”“It’s alright son. That’s why she.