I went at it madlly bobbing uo and down with just the end and then long shard sucks on your whole cock. I licked your balls and the soft area between ...ass and balls.I forced your cock back and carried on licking underneath, and finally up to your ass itself where I told you to stretch them cheeks apart so I can get my tongue in. You did this whilst moaning and saying yes you really turn me on, I could tell by your excitement you were really loving it, so I glanced towards the waiters sucked my 2. You used to have some sneakers, but you've found you like boots better. You like to be different.But you think about someone else. Not your ex-girlfriends; you saw them because they were easy and did what you came for. You're single. You aren't thinking of your parents either; they're good and you have no complaints, it's just they talk to you like they're your boss at work, which you think you get enough of.You think of your best friend, Arlen Rochter. Like you, he's tall- maybe an inch. Maybe she was dreaming about mine.My erection had not gone down since I caught sight of her marvellous melons. I had hoped the booze would have calmed me down, but it had just speared my desire. The alcohol clouded my thinking, but I reasoned that at this very moment in time, away from prying eyes, my mother was Carrie Harper and Carrie liked to be fucked. I finished the scotch with a single guzzle.That was when I heard a low moan filter down from the hallway, drifting in the air from my. "We have our places." So there's no like, vampire night clubs or anything?" I giggled, wishing there was."No," she laughed. "Nothing like that. Mostly, if one of us meets another, one of us dies," Angela said seriously."But not us," I said, turning in my sit and kicking off my boots. "Me and you." No, some of us have our mates," she looked at me, reaching out. "We're like wolves, we mate for life." Oh." I smiled and pressed my feet against her hip, playing against her with my sock covered toes..