She turned me. I could see she was naked, entirely naked. Her eyes locked onto mine and she moved in close and we kissed. The kiss was deep and dark, like the night. Her tongue invaded me, her hands caressed me and my hands, wilful, scanned her body. We moved, though how, I do not remember, to lie beside each other on the cool cotton of the bed sheets. Her hair was undone now and lay spread across the white of the pillow. Her legs were linked with mine. She pulled me on top of her and wrapped her legs around me, pulling me to her core. I felt the damp of it or perhaps it was my damp I felt. We rocked and kissed and touched. Her fingers were by turns gentle, urgent, invading and we turned so she was above me, then beside me and then, oh God and then we were inverted so my mouth was on her and hers on me. Her tongue visited the place where her fingers had been, tasting me, opening me. My tongue slid over her puffy, hairless lips and spread them. I tasted her and buried my face there.. "Oh honey you're so cute. Good-looking boy with a lovely slim body! What a dream!" Mmmm, thanks Dave. I'm glad you like me."I swung my hips and my semi-hard cock whipped from side to side.I turned around and let Dave see my ass again. "I wish I could be with you, Robbie." I wish that too. You could take my virginity. You make me feel like a little girl, about to be fucked for the first time. Scared and yet eager." The thought of being with Dave in person was inspiring. "Don't be scared baby, I would be so gentle. I would treat you as gently as any girl, if it made you want it more." Oh yes. I'll be your little girly boy." Mmmmm."But then he had to go. Dave left me naked in my room. Cum still dribbling down the underside of my cock and over my hairless balls. Then I heard another chime. It was an invite from the first guy I had arranged a private session with. The one that had stood me up a couple of days before. I was still horny. I thought, why not? So I repositioned the camera onto.
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