Not Bill, Billy, Will or Willy. We were soon kissing and caressing each other. I never wear pajamas in the summer so I put on some walking shorts and a t-shirt. If she was serious I’d be getting rid of my hated virginity. Come meet her.”
“Where and when?”
“She’s waiting right now in my bedroom,” said Bernie. Her vaginal muscles clamped down on my prick which caused me to spurt a wad of cum into her snatch. I don’t how to say this, but I was wondering–”
“You’re probably wondering why I asked you to go to bed with me. “Cool! I wouldn’t be any good to her if she gave me a heart attack first. My palm started aching so I stopped and let Bernie up. There’s something about that tattoo that just brings out the animal in a guy.”
“How can you say that? I didn’t want to, but I thought maybe I’d better put a stop to this before someone got hurt.
