And this is when thing got really weird. Surely she wasn't talking about my masturbation."What I was doing when?" Patrick... You know what I mean." Ho...y shit. I hoped I didn't know. Maybe she misinterpreted what she half caught me doing. I mean, she saw me with my cock out, but I was on the toilet after all. She could have just thought I was taking a number two and was now being all silly, mucking around with me - saying I should finish off on the toilet and she'd leave me in peace. That had to. It’s your eighteenth, baby! The big 1-8!’ ‘You seem more excited than I am.’ I laughed. He rolled his eyes. ‘In honour of the newest chapter of your life, I decided to start it off with a bang.’ He said in a fake announcer voice. ‘That’s why you, Desiree, are taking an all-expense paid trip to Madrid, Spain with yours truly!’ I froze. ‘You’re kidding, right?’ He stood up and reached into his front left pocket. I gasped as he pulled out two long rectangular pieces of paper. ‘Do these look like. They were very nice; I could see David looked like his father. Cindy and the other girls looked like different reflections of their mother.Cindy wouldn't look at me.I thought it odd, but went on home and reported the news to my parents.The next Friday evening there was a kind of block party, a grill-out with burger and dogs and these strange things calls brats, and of course potato salad (my mother's, almost solely, by demand; she makes the BEST ever) and all the other attendant goodies. We met. Their tongues danced as their hips ground out the subsiding throes of pleasure.“I want to suck your dick,” she moaned between kisses. “Please, let me suck your dick.”Adrian was surprised by her request, though he didn’t mind. He always let women decide whether to suck his dick or not, so he was thrilled when Briana offered so early in their relationship. Even more to his amazement, Briana rolled him onto his back and began kissing her way down his muscular body before he gave her an answer.For.