“What do you want?” Asked one of the boys in the middle of the group. “What? Blowjob sex Minutes passed. She’d rubbed a steady boyfriend’s cock through his jeans, big whoop. I surrender!” he gasped. I’d already lifted a hand to push his arm away, but decided against it. In front of me was an erection poking up inside his boxers. Definitely not Jane. It was very different feeling it from the inside versus in my hand or mouth. It got better later on when they switched to slow dancing, though. I usually make the guy wait at least three dates.” Jane bit her lip and didn’t say anything. ***
And that’s how it happened.
