He was not sure what it was that he was sensing, but something was changing, that was certain.This past Saturday, once again his old pal had roped him... into another commitment, attending the high school graduation of a young girl that he had met somehow. Paul had tried hard to get out of this venture, to no avail, and just as planned, they had the privilege of sitting through a typical small town high school graduation ceremony, complete with speeches from every dignitary they could find. After. "What?" she asked, pretending not to hear me. "Suck my cock…I want you to suck my cock," I repeated my request.Denise grinned, pleased… that's the choice she wanted as well."And I'll bet you want me to make it a really sloppy and dirty blowjob too, with lots of drooling and slobbering all over your big fat cock, right?" As she spoke she looked down at the throbbing cock and closed her fingers gently around the thick shaft. "Watch…" she urged as she started a slow sensuous stroking of my meat.. If you were to ask Laura about Laura, she would tell you that she was too fat, and pimply, and that she needed a haircut. Others would definitely agree that she had shoulder-length black hair, small brown eyes, and freckled skin. Some would even add that she had a pretty, soft face and perfectly-sized breasts.Pulling on her panties and shorts again, Laura left her room and walked over to the bathroom, wondering if anyone could tell what she had just did. If she smelt of it, she would have to. She took a strand and started sucking on it. ‘Thanks for letting me do that.’ I slapped her face lightly, picked her up, and sent her out on her high heels, with a little ass smack for good measure. Katya crawled forward toward me, looked up, and called to the girl. ‘Slave girl,’ she said, in a tone I hadn’t heard her use yet. ‘Get me the juice. In a bowl.’ ‘Yes, ma’am,’ the girl spoke quickly, and ducked out the doorway. ‘Right away.’ I asked if it had been too much anal. ‘Umm,’ she stammered.