He told me how I could live out my fantasy and have a young boy as a lover, how I would take Jimmy’s virginity and teach him all the ways I wanted h...im to please me.I had just had an incredible orgasm from role-playing with Ed that Jimmy had to lick my pussy if he wanted to get an ‘A’ on his latest assignment. Of course, it was Ed licking my pussy and getting his cock sucked after he got me off.I lay beside Ed silently for a few minutes, quietly enjoying the afterglow of some very good sex. Then. "You are very pretty and I wouldconsider it a pleasure to escort you about." I was dressed in a T-shirt and jeans with Mexican sandals. My long blackhair was done in a French braid and I had very little makeup on. My figurehas always drawn complements and I tend to dress to emphasize my prominentbreasts. Consequently I was not wearing a bra and a quick glance revealed thathe was staring at my pointed nipples protruding from the front of my shirt. Slightly embarrassed, I asked, " Shouldn't I go. " I shut up."Pussy?" Betty supplied, cocking her head. "Girls, is there anyone here who objects to being told her pussy is sweet?" Nope!" Uh uh!" "No way!" Those were the clearest of the murmurs."Still..." I wasn't prepared to let them swell my head. "It's not..." A foot long?" Betty laughed. "But it IS eight and a half inches, right? That's two over the average -- did you know that?"I didn't. "No shit?" No shit." Betty replied, nodding. "Six and a bit is the average -- and I've seen a LOT. I could see her shaved labia squeezed between her legs with a hint of moisture beading up on the lips. When Kerry stood up she gave us all a big smile, reached for Tom’s hand, rubbing his now bulging jeans as she grabbed his arm. The wet spot on Tom’s light blue jeans was extremely obvious and said a lot about his state of arousal. As we walked the few blocks to my condo, Tom became self conscious of the wet spot on his jeans. He was trying desperately to keep a hand over the wet spot but.