But- But I've also got university and you're still in sch-" She began planting soft kisses from my cheek down to my neck. "Sit on the edge of the bed,..." she said. After not moving out of confusion, she stood up and positioned me on the edge of the bed. As I sat, I watched her as she slowly pulled down my sweatpants. I held both her hands and said, "Stop." "But I love you so much, Jimmy.. Let me take care of you, baby..." she said, pulling my underwear down. My cock shot out like a. " My expression must have changed; "No! No!" she said, "That's not what I meant! I didn't mean to say you were anywhere near my dad's age!" She blushed again, and said "Sorry!"I tried to look miffed, but I guess I failed, because she broke out laughing when I said "Thirty-Five"I guess that must have broken whatever ice there was, because she made an obvious effort to stifle her laughter and said "Twenty-Three!" The tension between us evaporated, and she asked "So what is it you'd like to know. Kate was no exception: she was down on her knees and grabbing hold of my cock with no time to waste. In it went, her soft lips closing over it. Despite her boast about blowing boys behind the bicycle sheds, she was timid, taking my dick by small increments. She mostly used her lips and not so much her tongue, but that didn't matter, because I started pumping into her anyway. I even straightened her head-band at one point, being meticulous about it in a way that suggested this wasn't a blowjob.. You're my favorite turd,"her spoiled, bratty voice was beyond annoying.Would a jury really convict me for killing her? The question crossedmy mind."Don't be there Saturday night. Just slink back under whatever rockyou crawled out from under and your pathetic, little world will be allhunky-dory again. But, if you fuck with me, remember... I fuck back.And, I have a much bigger stroke than you do, dickweed. I assureyou."I was dumbfounded. I wanted to say something. But, my mouth, my.