It felt hard and soft at the same time. Soft and smooth to touch, but hard enough to not bend or yield to squeezing. Instinctively I began stroking it... as I was studying it. WIth my other hand I grabbed his balls and began playing with them. They felt like two lemons in a carry bag. Uncle laughed at the discription, and added, “only, these lemons have a juice that is sweet and not sour”. I smiled. That was the moment I fell in love with a man’s cock. I kissed it from under.Uncle was quiet for. You want off of Buffy, is that it?" I asked, shuffling some paper work on my desk but not really paying attention to her."No, I love 'Buffy' and being on the show and all that. I was talking more about my film career. I want to do more movies, but I'm afraid that I'm going to be type cast as the 'One time, at band camp... ' girl," she said. Her legs were crossed and she bounced an ankle up and down on her thigh. I had seen many women do this before - it meant that they had something on their. Why, she wondered, did the recollection of this word make her feel horny? Sandra was on the phone for ages making arrangements. She seemed to have endless friends and acquaintances. Finally things were sorted, and the date was set for Helen’s initiation. The day eventually dawned and Helen found herself on her way. Strangely enough the journey only took a few minutes. The house was only just around the corner. Strange, Helen thought, what is lurking behind the respectable windows of suburbia.. A quick glance at my alarm clock told me it was 3.30 in the morning. ‘Who the fuck calls this time a night?’, I cursed. ‘It better not be a wrong number.’ With that my hand reached through the dark to grab the receiver and pull it under the cozy warm blanket. ‘Hello?’ I said, still half asleep. ‘Richard, its me, Chris, I’m sorry to call you in the middle of the night, but I feel weird.’ ‘Chris, I didn’t think I’d hear from you so soon,’ I said with a smile creeping on my face, ‘what’s wrong?’.