Cecil III
Cici was in love. They were both naked, and she was leaning across his lap necking, and kissing. He had his hand on her cock, playing with her balls, and masturbating him gently. She could feel his erection against her back. They had meeting nightly for a week now, and for once Cici felt it wasn’t just sex or a strange impulse, this was someone to love. He was perfectly masculine, slightly balding and well hung. The latter being very important to Cici. “Let me do you tonight Arnie.” Cici whispered in his ear. “Let me fuck you, I really want to get inside you.” “I don’t know Cici, I never done that before.” Replied Arnie as he kissed her again. “Gee, you have stuck it in me enough, turn about is fair play. Besides …