I was very horny. My mind wants to fuck, and my heart says it’s not correct. I finally listened to my heart and wash my face again.Then I checked my... body at neck, waist, and earlobes for love bites. Luckily Madhan didn’t leave any love bites on my body. I had a deep breath and felt relaxed. But still, I was feeling shy and smiling myself. I was remembering his kiss and feeling hard on him. I was rubbing my toe on the floor and recalling his act. I was feeling too shy to see myself in a mirror.. They have look-enhancing plastic surgeries if they can afford it, do a nip here and a tuck there. Anything to keep themselves from looking like the old hags they know they will eventually become. Men don’t mind getting old. Women just can’t seem to accept it. So, one day, Sheila O’Shea asked her husband James Hawthorne Summers a question every middle-aged man dreads. The Great Vasectomy Debates had begun. The question was raised at the dinner table one evening. James almost choked on the salad. ”“Yeah, I was dreading that,” Renée slid off of Connie’s lap with a push on her bum. Connie circled the table, walking behind Andrea, Marin and then Pat. I looked up, Suzi’s toes curling over my own. I was nervous and Kia squirmed as Connie stopped between my and Pat’s shoulders.“Of course, you pick Dean,” Muttered the puncher.“I’m picking Kia,” Connie reached over and slid the card into Kia’s hand and lifted it up, “Whenever my girls on the team are really making the best for me and for. “Don’t you want to touch me sweetie?” she asked in a seductive voice while climbing onto my lap with her slim legs widely spread.“What… what are you… doing?!” I gasped, paralyzed by surprise.“Don’t be shy,” She whispered, as she took both of my hands and put them onto her firm breasts.I remember squeezing them softly through the fabric of her bra, remember how I could feel my erection rising with her sitting on top of me. It was the night she took my virginity and I will never forget it..