“I know.”“When Nancy came over to visit last night I’ll bet I know what you guys were doing up in your room, too.”Nancy and I had inspected ...her freckles. All of them. “So?”“So, tell me about Heather. What did her boobs feel like?”Boobs. Right. Like yesterday afternoon when I was reading and Sam came up beside me and leaned over to see my book and her blouse fell open a little. I’d turned my head in a totally hypocritical effort to pretend I wasn’t looking down her front and my lips met hers in. I just manage to get the door shut before you pull me to you again from behind and start kissing my neck and biting my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine. You reach under my shirt, pushing my bra up, not even bothering to unhook it, and help yourself to two big handfuls of tit. I can feel my clit throb as you tug on my nips, pulling them into little points, and rake your teeth across my earlobe. Your breath is hot against my neck."Did you like that? Being my little buttslut? You like having. She was driving of course, rubbing her clit the entire time while I played with my cock, hoping not to shoot off anything before the action really started.In my apartment she immediately stripped me of my clothes and sucked my cock until I came in her mouth. She was still fully dressed and had shoved a few fingers up her cunt while she swallowed all I had to give. " Nice appetizer, lets get to the main course now, my sweet." She pulled me into the bedroom, pushed me onto the bed and swiftly. “I know, but I really cant. I want to, believe me, but I really cant!” she said with disappointment in her voice. I could see we had a connection and she wanted to, maybe as much as I wanted her to, but the guilt of fooling around behind her boyfriends back was stopping her. I realised that my chances were fading away as I made one last attempt. “That's fair enough. I don't think you could have deep-throated me anyway, no girl ever has." The reverse psychology worked. Like a girl offered a dare.