Kim replied, “They said they want me to be with someone my own age”. I love you, I want to be with you and I want to make love with you”. “Yes, if it’s OK with you”, I replied. I looked down into her face. “Are you alright, Sweetheart?”, I asked. Kim groaned and pushed her pelvis off the bed toward my mouth. The bra she was wearing was certainly not something her mom had bought for her. (I wonder if our little make-out session had done to her tits what it had done to my cock? Kim’s large pretty breasts were crushing against my chest as she hugged me tight. He’s kind, hard working, respectful and loving. “Ok”, I’ll give it my best shot”. My little garage rock band was to be the featured entertainment on the last night of the Festival, and we managed to get together after my show. The simple fact is that she was gorgeous. I hadn’t tasted pussy before and now that I had, I liked it.
