She confided that Carol was absolutely jealous when she told her the details, so much so that Carol had begged Karen for information as to where the b...ikers met. Karen admitted she could not say as she only knew it was somewhere in Epping Forest, as the Forest covered 148 acres of land then it could have been anywhere. Finally she had promised to ask me and to pass on the information later. I refused to divulge the info.Karen had started to settle down again by Wednesday; I had received several. Of course she dated a few other young men and was passionate enough and curious enough to see what their cooks tasted like. “I found that no two cocks taste the same. Some taste great, the odd one tasted unclean and I laid it on the line if they wanted a blow job from me in future they had to wash their cocks first. But even washed they still taste different and the semen is different as well. I haven,t sucked every cock of all the men I dated, but only missed one or two and usually because I. Now kissing a boy who likes me for who and what I am. Treating me like a real girl kind, gentle and wanting to please me. We were making out tongue sucking hands moving over each other’s body. His hand rubbing my leg then moving up under my skirt, his hand hit my bare thighs above the tops of my stockings and I moaned and leaned back in the seat. He looked at me and smiled as I did. His hand moved up higher and he ran it across my hard clitty cock pushing out my satin panties. He started. “I’m ... Shit! I’m such a bitch, stuck out here in the middle of nowhere for the summer while my parents are in Texas. This really sucks.”“Why didn’t you go to Texas with them?”“Are you kidding? Texas in the summer? The temperature there has been over a hundred every day since they left. Think of this town and its population, only spread out across another hundred square miles. There’s even less to do there than here.” She was a little pouty, but she’d sort of apologized to me and I was feeling.