But yeah, interesting idea. Losing my virginity wasn't any fun, so I definitely don't want to go through that again. Anyway, lets watch a movie! Something either sexy or scary." "So, if you don't mind me asking, what was so terrible about your first experience?" Bob looked at me quizzically. "Oh, I don't mind talking about it. He was, uh, a terrible lover, terribly small, and he lasted all of 3 seconds. And then it was over." "Ouch." "Some, but not too bad. My next time was with a different boy, and he was MUCH bigger! That was both good and bad," I said laughing. "What was good and bad about it?" "Well for starters he about ripped me apart. And he lasted a long time - long enough for me to get a glimpse of how good it was supposed to feel. Oh yeah, and I walked funny for a week!" I thought Bob was going to spew sangria again, but he choked it down. "God you're funny," he laughed. "I really am impressed that you are comfortable enough to talk about this stuff anal with me." "Well, I do love sex. The feeling, the anticipation, the act itself. I just figure if it's that big a deal, interracial it should be shared." For once Bob was speechless. I drained my glass and handed it to him. "Refill?" "Sure thing." He jumped up off the couch and retreated to the kitchen for a bit. When he walked back into the room, he stopped midway and just stared at me. "Whoa," he whispered. I then realized that I'd crossed my legs and tucked my feet up onto the edge of asian the couch. My Indian-style pose opened up his blowjob dress shirt, and that was all I was wearing. Not only was I fully exposed, but I was probably stretched wide for him. I was so wet I bet he could see the sheen of my juices from where he stood. "You are the loveliest vision ever to grace that particular piece of furniture my dear." I blushed fiercely. "Sorry about the view," I mumbled. "Oh no, don't apologize for that at all. You're just so SMOOTH there. And I’ve uh, never seen one without, you know, hair there.” He trailed off. Without asking, he walked over and knelt in front of me, his eyes erotic never leaving my sex. She reached out for the anal medium for help and the interracial medium attempted to catch her hand, the same look of fear washing over her face. This was a risk, a place I was known, erotic but the park had gone perfectly so I was willing to try. She smiled at how he would hold a chair for her, or open a door to let her pass through first, such a gentleman she thought. It was only by a quick movement to lower her legs that stopped her falling to the floor. There’s no booze in the house and she’s all but quit smoking, which asian is all fine, but that money is blowjob going in her arm now, which isn’t an improvement. I stick out my tongue and lick his entire length from base to tip. She was almost to my sister. The outfit left her entire back bare, showing that she was not wearing a bra. By the time she was fully seated, her legs were shaking, every movement pulled another moan from her, and she knew she was close to her first crest. “Right Georgia, now sit up.” " Alex asked