The blonde wasn't quite as beautiful as the brunette but they were both drop dead gorgeous in their Daisy Duke cutoffs and white halter-tops. You can ...imagine my surprise when they introduced themselves as being missionaries for The Foundation Faith Church. I had never heard of that church but I had never heard of women missionaries wearing Daisy Dukes and halter tops in public before either. Jessica and Veronica explained too me that they were selling the cacti to raise money to support. Norm was really a pretty good guy. Anyway, after Sis and I signed the Toilet Paper Treaty, we got along great. We’d drive to the college together. She didn’t seem afraid of me, and sometimes she had to notice my erection, mostly a morning woody, and she was able to take it in stride. I knew now, since I could interpret the signs, that the first few days she had been scared stiff of me. I’d put it down then to being stand-offish, the way she seemed to be at college, or maybe she just didn’t like. He dropped is pants to the floor and thumbed a softie into my mouth. "Kinda mushy today." I teased him through a cock-filled mouth. He laughed and gave me a playful soft whap on the head.He tasted faintly of soap, but mostly of cock. Mmmm, I love that. It wasn't long before I could feel it swelling and growing, becoming thicker and longer than would easily fit entirely in my mouth. In the process, part of it escaped my lips. The head was pressed against the back of my throat. It was time to get. I made a phone call to a local phone service that advertised intimate encounters between adults and as I started to go through the system there was no one on except this one woman, and she and I started chatting and I decided to meet. Later that day as we were going to meet I was shocked to find that sexy voice had actually belonged to man, who was sitting in the pre-arranged car where nothing at all except a pair of panties a bra and an open trenchcoat. Well being a horny high school grad I.