After pack up, I waited in the parking lot to catch him up. He walked past me and went to his SUV. I followed him and said, "Neil, we need to talk."Ne...il ignored me and turned to his driver."Keys." he said, extending his hand.The driver handed him keys and asked "What happened sir?"Neil took a 1000 Rupee note and handed it to the driver."Go home. I'll go on my own." But sir...." started the driver. But Neil gave him a weathering glare."You want more?" asked Neil, took out 1000 Rupees and tossed. It was so absurd I couldn't come up with a response.I was surprised at how exhausted I was when we got home. We hadn't been involved in any strenuous physical activity. I never realized how much energy could be spent worrying about what plots might be carried out.Friday I spent some time getting together all the paraphernalia associated with graduating. Jeff was gone considerably longer. He said he had all kinds of arrangements to work out.The doorbell rang as we were discussing plans for. He was a lotbigger than me. I was bit scared about where this could go."No," I whimpered."Right then, prove it." He leaned back in the seat, presenting hiscrotch to me.I looked up at him and he cocked his head at me. I sighed, it was a goodthing I was a little drunk, that would make this easier. I reached upfor his belt and undid it, then undid his fly. He smiled down at me as Ipulled the jeans down a bit and saw the huge bulge in his underwear."Oh, and you better be enthusiastic. You don't. "That's it, that's my good little whore," you say, placing your hand on my head as I keep sucking your big cock. "You suck it so much better than my wife does." I move my head up and down quickly, sucking hard, moaning around your cock. You stop at a red light, which gives you a moment to place both of your hands on my head. You press me down, keeping me there."Take it, take my fucking cock. I wanna hear you gag on it, come on, gag on my cock you fucking slut," you tell me, pressing my head.