’ Brody turned back to the stove. ‘Look, I asked her. She said yes. We’re just going out. Relax.’ ‘Fine.’ Mark went to the door. ‘But yo...u can’t tell me the first time she tries making plans more than a week in advance, you won’t freak.’ ‘We’re both busy enough that plans are made on the fly. With her band, she’s probably busier than I am a lot of the time. And besides, my freaking limit on plans is more like two weeks.’ ‘Okay, fine.’ Mark had to chuckle. ‘Just, seriously, man, don’t mess with. ‘Oh God,’ she groaned, as he inhaled deeply, his warm breath having the impact of hardening her taut nipple even further. ‘Oh God, please,’ she begged, arching her back to place her trembling body nearer to his mouth.‘Tell me what you need, Lucy,’ growled Theo, his hands stroking slowly up her stomach to embrace her rounded breasts.‘You,’ she sighed.‘Be more specific,’ he ordered.‘I need to feel your mouth enveloping my nipples, your tongue sliding across them, your teeth gently grazing…uhhhh,’. He grabbed at her arms, pulling them behind her. Her back arched, tits out and her head snapped back. She stared at the ceiling but unable to focus on anything but the feeling of the stiff pole pounding her pussy.She was slamming against his cock, her hair bouncing wildly in her face but she didn't dare move. All she could do was pant and wait for her impending orgasm."Don't stop, uhhhh I'm gonna cum." she moaned out.Sweat was beginning to cover her body as her heat began to rise. The boy tried. I had happy birthday greetings and offers to play — but nothing worth jumping at. Joe from the gym — and earlier journal entries — began texting me ‘happy birthday’ days before and I told him about Ray, of the thermos-sized cock. I’d had to end that relationship because he was kind of a possessive douche and didn't understand my lifestyle. Joe and I texted off and on and he caught on to my depression. I hate getting older!‘What can I do to help?’I wrote, ‘A time machine and our good friends in.