When his friend didn’t respond, he slowly, quietly moved closer to him. His hand trembled and it seemed to be moving in slow motion as he reached fo...r the crotch of his sleeping friend. There, under the material of his pajama pants, Jay could feel the outline of his friends cock and it took his breath away and left no doubt, his lust for it. His heart pounding, his pulse racing, Jay gently caressed that cock with his finger tips and felt it swell. There was nothing in this world that he wanted. Adam was just an overgrown meatheadand she knew the relationship my dad and I had. Or should I say lack ofrelationship. Basically I lived in fear of "King" Richard. Heconsidered himself a "Man's Man" and could never understand why I didn'tlike hunting and fishing like him. Why I would rather read a book orplay a video game rather than watch Pro Wrestling. We did have somecommon interests, such as football and hockey, but it pretty much endedthere. It always seemed no matter how hard I tried. I had no idea how big dog’s cock is, but I had faint idea how tight my pussy was. Even a single finger was enough for me when I had masturbated in the beginning of journey. 'What would happen if something as big as normal sized cock tried to enter my cunt?' the thought terrified me.The idea kept festering in my head while the cock grew harder. The cock did back-and-forth motion on top of my pussy and my previous arousal was beginning to reignite even thought I was being violated. I felt how my. It also affected me in a surprising way. I thought my interest in Maria was purely sexual. I thought that I was strong and self-sufficient. That kiss showed me that I too was adrift and needed an anchor and purpose for my life that Maria had unconsciously provided. Before that kiss the most remarkable things about Maria to me were those lovely tits and her beautiful brown eyes, afterwards it was her giving of herself to me in that kiss.When we finally came up for air, I asked her to tell me her.