So since he told me this it has been a goal of mine to get him to finish via blow job. I know that I have come close to getting him to finish, but he ...never would finish. I started feeling really down about myself. Thinking that I wasn’t able to please my man the way I wanted to please him and the way he wanted to be pleased. I just couldn’t understand why I couldn’t get him to cum in my mouth. I wanted to taste him; I wanted to feel his cum drip down my throat. It was mind boggling. I have. Fo’ me. But, but Ah guess Ah’m happy for all y’all.’ The brunette sniffed and dabbed at her nose with the sleeve of her sweatshirt. ‘Ah’m really, really sorry,’ she whispered one more time. ‘Stacy, what the fuck did you do to my arm?’ ‘Oh, sorry. Keep rubbin’ like that and it’ll feel better.’ ‘No, seriously, what’d you do?’ ‘Um, a little pressure point thing.’ ‘How’d you—’ ‘Well, uh, my mom was worried ’bout me. She wanted me to be able to fight off the hormonal ‘bubbas’ who might get a li’l. I yawned moving to the kitchen, in some minutes only Aky came walking down. morning.. He said rubbing his eye and holding his glasses, I always loved that scene. morning sunshine.. I said smiling at him. Wow..someones happy He said smiling back at me. And you know why huh little boyfriend? I said moving to him. Mnnhum He let out hugging me. You have no idea of how much I love you.. I said facing him. I bet as much as I do He replied smiling and pulling me for a kiss, as always, I wouldnt deny a. It's no big deal." Every Wednesday?" she asked, sliding into the seat as I got up from the opposite side of the booth."Yeah. They have a, uh ... special ... on, um, milkshakes." I wiggled my nearly-empty cup at her. She smiled.I was trying so hard not to look at her boobs. They were so gorgeous. But her eyes were gorgeous, too. I could barely speak, I was so overwhelmed. I just stood there awkwardly, like an idiot, wanting to flee in terror, but never wanting to not be near her ever again. It.