I wanted to benormal in more ways than one. After six months I had a steadygirlfriend. Everything was going great until we had sex the first time.It... was dark and my undershirt was the last to go. Everything was finewhen I was on top and then behind her, but when she got on top shesuddenly stopped."What's wrong?" These are what's wrong." She squeezed and I knew she was talking aboutmy chest. She let go of them as I didn't have an answer and she ran herhands over my body which felt really. His big dick slowly softened and I wiped the last drops of his cum onto my fingers and into my mouth.When I couldn't hold back anymore, I launched myself at his mouth. If I could eat his cum, then so could be he. He repelled, frightened by the idea of tasting sperm. With nowhere to go but four stories down, he pulled at my head. I held him, but pushed my tongue into his mouth. After a second of squirming in revulsion, he relaxed and shortly was licking my teeth. His tongue began chasing any. He cranked up his vehicle and headed for the airport exit. Nearly instantly he had received an invitation for him to visit after lifting weights.Next, Jarrett called his live-in girlfriend, Monica. “Hey, beautiful,” he said when he heard her answer.“Hi, baby! You back home.”“Well, I’m in the city. I’m gonna go work out real quick and then my uncle wanted me to help him with some moving a couch from granny’s house,” he informed the attractive slim woman with the generous ass. “What about. I was so hot by this scene that I just wanted to lick as much of the goo, as I could possibly get my mouth on. I swam through the stream of sperm, but I could not even eat a bit as the water had combined with the gism, thus leaving only a white trail.After this event I dried off, and went into my bedroom, and put on my g-string panties and my cut away jeans, which believe me, I had really cut away. I also had a boob tube without a bra. I always thought that a bra was a waste of energy, to put.