Her thighs wereleisurely swinging in and out.Her breasts, average size for her age, were covered bya purple T-shirt but I could see the contour of her...nipples through the fabric. Amy was genuinely turnedon. I was noticing her chest when I made my way backbelow. Her underwear was getting a workout now,stretched and scrunched up faster and faster. I wasgetting glimpses of her lips. They already looked alittle swollen, once and briefly swallowing a strip ofcotton between them before it appeared. I had made a great memory for the spank bank, but I feared thatit would me my cost my friendship with Miguel.I was too hung over to really care. And too horny as I had been worked upbut hadn't gotten to nut last night. Fortunately, I do have a few regularguys in my phone book who are willing to help out a desperate fella inneed.At the top of the list is Hector, a hairy Mexican man who isn't much tolook at unless you like bears with huge dicks. Hector would know just howto scratch my itch. I. You have until Saturday to clean the apartment and move out." She started to turn and walk away."Helen, wait. That shot was at me, not me shooting anyone." I pointed back at the bathroom door. "That bullet was aimed at my head. This wasn't my fault."She turned back to me with sad eyes. "I know. The federal agents told me what was going on because I'm the complex manager. They told me how you saved several other people and even helped to bring the serial kidnappings to a halt." She shook her. It was at this point Jim turned to me and said, "We need to get that taken care of." I thought maybe a towel to hold it down; however, that was furthest thing from what actually happened. Jim stood at the side of the table, and faster than I could think he had engulfed my whole cock in his mouth. It was so fast I never had time to object or try to stop him. The warmth of his mouth and his tongue swirling around the head of my cock was too much for me to handle. My back arched off the table and.