My roommate watched me as I walked by. Quinn Robinson was his name and being an asshole was his game. The first time I talked to this guy I had to lau...gh because his head was damn big it looked like it would explode any second. He was an asshole and he knew it. Quinn was a basketball player, the TOP basketball player as he elaborated back in high school. In addition to that, he got more pussy than a pornstar. Yup thats what he told me the first time I met him. I mean he was a cute guy, he had. He knew that she must have felt his erection but before he could care, she was back looking him in his face. George parted his legs, giving her room to come between them, her legs on the outside of his. She squatted above him, rubbing her thighs against the material of his slacks. He had a sudden wish that they were both naked, sitting in his living room. Just then, she reached down and took his hand, bringing it to the zipper on the back of her skirt. She allowed him to unzip her, never. James looked between him and Ola."A Ball. A gathering of all that think they're important, and a few who actually are. I get a good look at my potential brides all at once, and when I'm not dancing with them they get to mingle with all the other single men of the Kingdom. Odds are almost all pair up within a week." A good idea," Ola remarked, stroking his smooth-shaven chin. "Social events have been few and far between." We should pair it with a festival for the rest of the people," James went. " "Uhhh, sure. I don't remember ordering anything..." This UPS guy looked so familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I was having dejavu all over. "That your name, sir?" "Ya, that's me." "Then I guess you ordered something, James," he said with a sly grin... Then it hit me, his face, that grin, that smirk... ...and flashed in my mind was the image of him, standing over me, wiggling his cock in my face; my slobber dripping down the head of his cock towards my face as I sat on my knees,.