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Katie tells Tom how it is in MichiganBut now I know you, and I like you, you are beautiful, please kiss me. Tom, it just got me excited to tell you that. You can do some other stuff with my tits later, but right, all I want is this. I don’t think I’m a real cocksucker, but I want to be the cocksucker for you, now.”She was. There are certain nerve endings in a penis, that when properly stimulated, will produce a sense of euphoria. Katie, for all her innocence, hit them all. I was in heaven. In heaven, for all Katie’s interest in Jesus and things heavenly, things were starting to stir, as well. Katie blew me. She was not so shy or so girly about it this time. She looked at me while she had my penis in her mouth. She got her mouth free for a moment and said:”One boy told me it was hot for him to watch his dick disappearing into my mouth, watching my lips and tongue around it. Does it work for you that way, too? Do you like the feel, or do you like to see it? Do you get all hot when you see me do this?” She played with me like that. I was ready. It was getting difficult to carry on a normal conversation. ”I love to see your tongue and your lips circle my dick like you do, Katie. kurtköy escort That is so fucking hot. I’m about to cum all over you.””I know, Tom. Cum in my face, please? I love that, I just fucking love it. Your cum is yummy. You can cum in my face all day, Tom. seeing it shoot out of your cock like that drives me nuts.” I came all over her. Katie was laughing, and she wiped her cheeks into her mouth. ”Mmm, yeah, baby, got any more? ” There was a little pool of cum that at the base of her throat. I dipped my tongue into it and into her lovely mouth. After Katie sucked my cock the jizz, the cummy kisses all the sexy words and phrases in Katie’s world coming to actuality, not quite like last night, no not quite, but Katie had a lot more on her list. Katie snuggled with me and needed to talk: she was excited but still dressed. ”I can’t believe you eat your cum, Tom, that is sexy. I want to see that again.” ”It’s my cum, why not?””I’m going to get these clothes off.” She was not a stripper. Her clothing was on, and then, like that, she was naked. Katie was a pure farmgirl. She had chestnut curls all over her pussy. Nothing was shaved or trimmed. maltepe escort My cock pointed straight up.” I was always, well not every minute of every day, but when I thought about sex and thought about doing it with some boy, I thought about how sexy that looked, but when I started fooling around a little in high school, it wasn’t like that. Boys just wanted to kiss a little bit and then grab my boobs, it must have been sexy for them to do that, but it wasn’t for me. All I learned about sex growing up in rural Michigan is that boys don’t know much about girls. I read through a bunch of old Playboy magazines that I found, and there is some stuff in there about how women are and what their bodies are. They are not wired up like men for sex or other stuff. Men are like light bulbs. You turn them on; they are hot right away. You turn them off, and they cool off fast. That sure rings true for me, Tom, but women are more like irons-it takes them a while to heat up, but when they are hot, they are boiling, and then it takes them a long time to cool down. I know that that is true, but I don’t think that those boys did anything but jack off to the Playmate kartal escort of the month or whatever, Christian boys are the worst, and they always, always, think I should suck their dicks.,.but they never say it, never say: ” Katie, please suck me ” or something, no, oh no, they try to push my head down there………That was exciting the first few times I did it, you know, the boy, his big (well, to me) thing in my face, having a cock in my mouth, that was so sexy and dirty, getting the boy all excited when I wasn’t, I liked that part, but after I did that five or six times, it stopped being a big thrill ride for me, Tom..,………..I still do it sometimes, though, because I learned that I could control the boy that way, I sure learned that. When they got all excited, they would say stuff and beg me, beg me to do things to them. That was about as good as sex got at Ashland High School in 1966. I tried to tell one boy I liked that there was other stuff we could do, I’ll bet you can guess what that was, but that freaked him out, and we broke up, and of course, he told the whole school about that personal conversation. You know how that goes in high school. I was still in 4H and bible club, but I wasn’t a cheerleader anymore. I didn’t want to wave my body around in front of boys who didn’t know anything. About sex, about what tits are for, about where my clitoris was. High school boys in Michigan didn’t have any idea how to please a woman. “
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