An idea finally came to me that what I had to do was get him interested in my pussy. I wanted him to start fantasizing about my pussy the way I was st...arting to fantasize about him. I wanted him so filled with lust that nothing would matter to him but having me.And then I had it!After dinner—a dinner in which I was so aware of my dad’s cock under the table that I could barely eat—I borrowed his car to drive over to my boyfriend’s house.Mat was in the driveway shooting hoops and I asked if we. I bobbed my head back and forth getting him worked up as I used one hand to cup his balls and the other to pull back his foreskin to taste him all. If I had to average his penis i would say he was about 5.5 inches or so, what was interesting though was his balls were huge, bigger than usual I would say. 'Oh God!' he grunted as I worked on him good and proper. Looking up from my view, his eyes were shut tight as his face looked up to the heavens above. I don't know why but when i get horny. She looked back at Oliver briefly as he lay in bed."Hey, listen, Ollie, sorry, I actually have to go ... talk to you soon?" "Yeah, for sure," Oliver lied, with a smile."Okay, great.Thanks again," Carrie smiled, as she closed the door.Oliver heard her walk down the stairs and leave.He sighed, and waited in bed for another five minutes.He slowly crawled out of bed, put on his clothes, and then stepped outside his room.He was hoping the person who spoke to Carrie would have gone back to her room. “Jean?” I asked.“Andrew’s new girlfriend,” she answered, “you know the one who isn’t a member of the girl of the week club.”“Oh, that’s nice,” I said, “she actually exists. I thought she must be one of those blow up doll things.”Before Andy could take revenge on me for that, the front door bell rang, and he went off to answer it. He came back in leading a girl by the hand.Everybody greeted her by name, except me.“David,” Andy said, in his best formal tone, “may I present my girlfriend, Jean.