Getting to know you

Bess nonchalantly slides closer next to you and places her hand on your leg, her fingers just centimeters from the bulge in your jeans, and says, "Of course, sometimes these things feel much longer than they are..."

"Oh," you return as you shift my leg and close the gap between her fingertips and your cockbulge, "It's every bit as long as it feels, I guarantee."

"Mmmmm, I see," Bess says. Her fingertips run along the length of the firm bulge and she looks up at your face. "Say, you are a highschool senior, right? I mean, you're eighteen?"

"Just turned eighteen today," you say with a smile. "I'm a big boy now." As you say this, you make your monster cock jerk in your pants under Bess's caressing fingertips.

She responds by wrapping her fingers around your cock and gives it a nice squeeze. "Well, Happy Birthday... I just realized that I don't know your name yet," she says as she continues to squeeze and release your cockbulge.

"John," you say as you lean your head back and enjoy the sensation of her hand on your cock.

"Well, John," Bess continued as her hand gripped the length of your cock and began stroking it slowly, "I hope you get everything you want for your birthday." As she strokes you through your pants, you see that she has her other hand resting on her crotch with the heel of her hand pressing against her pussy mound.

"You know, Bess, there's really only one thing I can think of right now that I want," you say as you set your hand atop her hand on her lap.

Bess looks you right in the eyes as she gently bites her lower lip. "And what would that be?"