His tongue worked my shaft like crazy, and he just looked in my eyes, with a lustful, cock filled grin. I held onto his head with both hands, gently ...pushing my cock, in time with his head bobbing, feeling his soft, warm mouth work my cock like I've never known. I've never had a mouth feel so good, he knew just what I craved... I could feel myself reaching climax and Louis showed no intention of stopping. I told him to stop, that I wanted his cock in my mouth, so that I could save my cum. She was with a girl. I don't know what I did wrong." There was another long silence."Listen to your mother son. She will help you. Give it time. Patty will always be in your life. Don't refuse her friendship. Be honest with her. You've been telling her what she wants to hear. She deserves to know how you really feel." I... I don't want to hurt her." Worrying about hurting her and being afraid to tell her how you feel, isn't the same thing - is it son?" I guess not. No sir." He strained again to. The sailor's cap and corn cob pipe completed my costume. We laughed at each other as we walked to my frat house. At the door, one of my "brothers" gave me the secret handshake and two glasses of "punch". We both knew the punch was more alcohol than anything else. Nikki and I looked into the other's eyes and slammed the large glasses. We moved from room to room as I explained each display. The living room was a small disco with lights and music filling the room with bodies moving around in. Mai phir bhi thk tha mene sunita ke saaf blouse me se boobas dekhe or lund khda ho gya phir kya tha mai drame krne lga ki aaah mere jalan hori hai sunita ne kha addy pehle mere pest lga do muje bot hori hai mai khush mai bhag ke gya mene lo lga lo jalan ke usne pest lga liya phir meri baari ayi mene bola aunty plzz ap lga do vo boli nhi beta yha mai ni lga skti yha khud lga lo mene bola bot tez jalan hori hai plzz na kehti thk hai par bolna mt kisise mene kha okay ni boluga….Phir mene apna lund.