I wanted to get closer to her, but I didn’t dare. On the bed was a Playboy magazine open to a picture of a girl I was imagining to be Marcy. Desi xxx “What was that?” I heard the other girl ask. I was seventeen years-old at the time. “So, did you like what you saw?” She asked with a grin. “I think you could use a fresh pair of those.” She cooed. I had to slow down my strokes to keep from exploding almost instantly. She bent over and took my stiff cock in her right hand while looking me straight in the eye, never saying a word. I tried to plead ignorance, but it wasn’t working. I could see her bending over her lingerie drawer and holding up various pieces of lingerie. While some people wish they could go back to their carefree childhood days, I look at childhood as something
