I grinned again when she took her big toe and rubbed my cock, making me get really hard when she skinned my foreskin back with her toe.“If you keep ...that up, I’m going to smear oil on your foot, then drag you under here with me and fuck you,” I told her - and I heard her laugh.I only had three more grease fittings to go on this side and I wanted to finish these before I crawled out. I put the new oil filter on and tightened it hand tight, just as dad showed me. I slid the oil drip pan from under. Fair skin, golden hair, green eyes, beauty. That was all. Then his muddled thoughts instantly became clear. His head snapped around to follow the sharp, short scream. She was gone. Another scream. The alley. Before he was cognizant of it, his feet had taken four hurried steps toward the dark side street. He swallowed, then made the effort conscious. The girl was in the vicegrip of a large black man, South Pole shirt open, Fubu jeans sagging. In one hand he held both her wrists above her head. I had always liked the taste of girl’s cum, but most of my experience was – taste my own juices after I masturbated with my dildo, or boys’ cum.I finally reached her pussy and removed the dildo. I moved in with my mouth and engulfed those soft, floppy, wet pussy lips, savoring that wonderful taste! I playfully circled my tongue all over it for a bit and then I began licking more greedily! When I licked her lips up and down, Rebecca’s moans got louder and louder. I was glad that we didn’t share. “Someone taught me about sex." I had grown to trust Sharon. She was fun, and loving and never put me down. So I decided to tell her about my experience. “You're not going to judge me are you?" "Sweetie, after all the shit I've done in my short life I couldn't judge anyone." And she grinned that pixie grin. So in short sentences I explained that I had been a virgin until a few weeks ago. When I had decided to go to college I had went to my priest for counseling. I don’t know what happened. He.