She leaned forward, pursing her lips, and used her hand to make the foreskin bunch up, covering the tip completely. She kissed that, and marveled at h...ow soft the bunched up skin was. It wasn’t like his lips - it was softer than that - but it was almost like kissing lips. She rubbed her lips against the skin, and felt it move around. She liked that feel.“Use just the tip of your tongue and play with it a little,” he said.Kissing it had been fun, so she let herself do what he said, using the tip. She stormed down the hallway; flushed and frustrated as ever because I teased her just seconds before she could cum. I could see the red in her cheeks.We got to the spa, and we were greeted by Dana, a small blonde woman with a fantastic set of tits, and Bryan, a tall muscular tan man with gelled hair. They asked if we'd like the woman to massage Cassie and vise versa and we both immediately shut that down and said we'd only be comfortable getting massaged by the opposite sex. Dana led me into a. After school, we walked hand in hand and discussed how to proceed on this ‘Project’ of ours.We heard a honk and saw my sister Tiffany in the car, and she took us both to our house. After calling her mother to tell her where she was, Becky and I went to my room.I turned on some music, and we started making out a little. There was a knock on the open door.“Come in, Mom,” I said, recognizing ‘her knock.’“Hello Becky, would you like to stay for dinner?” she asked.“Sure, thank you, Mrs. Summers,”. You then walk out to your car and get in. The drive home seems long, but your mind wonders back to the email you just read. Your body gets warm and flushed. At a stoplight, you stretch your legs. Your skin becomes sensitive, with every thought of that risqué email. You breathe deeply and slowly as the light changes to green. You can feel your nipples becoming erect with every breath. You shake your head and smile. No matter how hard you try, you are not able.