Philip Monk

much concluded that that was not for me - that religious upbringing again. Anyway, I was dumbstruck and I'm sure Connie felt my hesitancy. But she leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. Yet I was still not reacting. Then she wrapped her other arm around me and pulled us close, our breasts pressed together with her hand. Our bodies, all up and down, were touching. It felt so nice. She pecked tenderly at my lips as she started to kiss me again. Before long, our mouths were open and then her tongue played in my mouth. And there it was. I could