So now I had a new plan. I wouldn’t hug Dan. I wouldn’t kiss Dan. I wouldn’t hold his hand and I certainly wouldn’t crawl into bed with him. I...’d mostly done that today anyway, except for that one time in the middle of the football game when I was kissing all the players. I’d kissed Dan too but he’d asked me to so that doesn’t count – does it? He’d touched me a couple of times, during the evening – grabbed my hands, wrestled with me, blew raspberries on my tummy – but all that doesn’t count –. I closed my eyes as his muscular slightly hairy arm flexed as he gripped my throbbing dick. He stroked me, looking curiously at the way the fat red head of my cock disappeared and reappeared as he jerked my meaty uncut manhood.Then a sensation hit me that I had never felt before. I felt the heat of his mouth enclose me, the slickness of his tongue sliding around my helmet. I could feel each taste bud as his tongue rolled around my head. It was pure heaven. I could barely close my mouth, and it. ”“You are good at that Georgia.” Ben said.“Is that thing switched on Georgia, or do you just like the feeling of it being in your pussy?”“It does feel nice but not as nice as the real thing, and yes, it is switched on, only on low so that it reminds me that it’s there. Do you want to feel what it’s doing to my insides?”“Yes please.” They both said almost together.I got up, went to my things, picked up my phone then went over to the nearest guy who happened to be Ben.“Put your hand on my. After leaving Stevens embrace, I turned around to find my bulls arms enveloping me and lifting my petite frame into his six foot three grasp and into a wonderful and exhilaratingly passionate kiss. His large and wonderfully give lips pressed into mine, sending shockwaves of passion throughout my entire body. If I had any lingering doubts or apprehension as to if this was the correct choice evaporated immediately…I was now his and I wanted to give him everything. We said our goodbyes to Steven.