Her perfect smile and beautiful eyes would melt me, every time. I had them over for dinner at least once a week. I live in a house out in the country... without a basement. Their apartment had a large unfinished basement, that they couldn’t fill even if they tried. I had a lot of things outside (an air conditioner, car tires, my canoe, tools, etc.), and they offered to let me store anything I wanted to in their basement I was running out of space at my house. They gave me a key to their. ' She smiled, 'be ready for it and don't fuck it up. We've got a bit of time first though, we'll have to wait until the stewardesses get complacent later on.''Have you done this before?''Maybe.' She said mysteriously, but after a drawn out pause she admitted that she hadn't.'So there is a first time for Pepper after all?' I said triumphantly.'But ... but you know that time ... you were my first right?' she almost whispered, her eyes huge and luminous.'What?' I almost jumped out of my seat in. Later, Lori slipped away while I was talking to Sabre, the guitarist from the metal band, Strangelydead. Never a rock chick, Lori had become bored by Sabre's interminable music business anecdotes. She caught my eyes and mouthed "I'm going to get a top-up," her eyes indicating an empty glass. I smiled and nodded and returned to my conversation with Sabre. His band had been heroes of mine when I was younger. I found myself reverting to the lad I was at seventeen, asking him about the band's. "Oh!" I moaned, in between licks. "Your cock feels so good in my mouth. It's so big and hot and hard."I licked it all over to get it nice and slick, then I dove right back onto Skeeter's cock like I wanted to suck it dry. This time, when I swallowed the hard knob down my throat, Skeeter grabbed my head and fucked my face, grinding my nose into his pubic hair and slapping his balls under my chin. My mouth was forced open as wide as it would go and still he pulled my face tighter against his.