I had, at this point, already begun to explore my depravity and I, being young at the time, did not care from whence the fountain of my social invulne...rability sprung. I had already tested its depths on two occasions more than I have already detailed and found them quite bottomless. I had already begun to suspect that my world had been crafted in some way to make my eccentricity and possibly other insane nuances possible. I had mused if I were in some computer simulation, in some bizarre alien. He sits back down,‘Come suck my cock.’I scrabble off of his desk and placing my hands on his thighs, I kneel between his legs, sliding my fingers over his hairy thighs to hold the base of his cock, it looks enormous against my tiny hands. I kiss the tip of his cock, rubbing his precum all over my lips, I rub my tongue all over the purple head covering it in my saliva, licking down to the base and back up following the vein. I open my mouth and take the head in, he groans as I suck the tip. Two busted arms and one busted leg but no serious damage. I am the one that recieved injuries…no one else did! That kinda figures huh? I felt down and I had one of those damn tubes in my dick so I could urinate in a bag at the bottom of the bed. I felt like I was fucked up and even had a hangover to boot! Sex? Damn, even if Gloria Estavan came in wearing nothing, I wouldn’t be interested at all! Believe it! (Aw she’s my favorite female singer.) I am the only c***d and Dad died several years ago. “Was you worried I was going to cum on your face baby?” he pretended concern as he spoke. “I wouldn’t do that to you…not yet anyway. I have to taste this pussy before I blow my load. But I’ll let you suck my dick again while I eat you.” I was breathless in anticipation as he lowered his head between my legs. I knew I was soaked from cumming before, and as I felt his breath get closer to my cunt, I spread my legs so he could dive in. I can’t describe the feeling I had, but it was the most.