..help me out with this big cock here, its craving to be suck and you are very cute''''what??? heeee....im not gay i never ....suck a cock''''i know i... know , its alright of you dont want to , I just wanted to ask''he was rubbing his pants bulge clearly hard thinking of getting inside my mouth''look at it, maybe you will like it...''he stood up and sit back down in his boxer his bbc making a huge tenti gulped watching him, he took his wallet and there i was a thousand box''come here , you try. Don’t tell me. Damn Lizzy! No wonder you can’t get him out of your head, honey. Let it go. You’re home now.’ Lacey sighed heavily as she turned her head to look at her friend, her footfalls slowing and then stopping as she turned to face her. ‘That’s just it though, Ty. I don’t FEEL like I’m home. Something happened to me there. Something I can’t explain and I don’t quite understand. It’s not all Wesley.’ She sighed, pulling her hand from her friend’s arm and rubbed her temples as she started. I'd been in this bar, drinking the samewhiskey as tonight, dozens of times. It had to be somethingabout the candy. What had it done to me?I looked up from the bar, to see what the mirror behind itshowed. I couldn't see myself at all. There was anattractive brunette hunched over at one place, and a coupleof stools down was a guy finishing a martini. I turned myhead to see where my reflection was, and the brunette's headmoved that direction. I raised my arm -- and so did she.This was. “Nick, I can’t stay very long. Mom and dad will be back pretty soon ... I hate that we can’t find time to be together.” Her hand lingered on my shoulder and, as she spoke, I noticed that her forward lean had opened a view under her shirt revealing the gorgeous bottom of a tit. My eyes were darting from her face to her shirt. I took my right arm and reached it around her waist, feeling her soft, exposed skin. She sidled forward a bit so she was right alongside me.Slowly rubbing her back I said,.