But Zoe was still managing to give me an amazing blow job. I felt my self about to cum, my butt cheeks clenched, my muscles spasmed, then I was pumpin...g cum down Zoe’s throat. She nearly gagged, but managed to swallow it at the second try.With that I felt mom give one last thrust and Zoe began to shake with orgasm for the third time of the night.When Zoe was finally able to speak, she begged, “Can you let me out, I need to pee so badly”“Let her out Jay, then go and get me a drink of water”By the. ”“Oh yes,” I countered and continued, “They are all fantastic lovers and have more than met all of my needs. Mike seems especially enamored with me and my ass.”Grandpa offered, “You have to remember that most of these guys have been with other men longer than you have been alive. Mike, in particular, has a robust libido and I don’t think that it’s artificial, which makes him even needier. Remember that you don’t have to do anything that you don’t want to, no matter who’s asking.”“Oh, I’m not. I turned around to see him towering above me, watching me like a predator watching his prey. This was my fight or flight moment, my last chance. But instead I froze, scared for my life. With that he approached again, Slowly. I back against the wall, my past right in front of me. He closes in, his brisk, calm breathing lays onto me. Our bodies touch while I tried to force myself further away from him into the wall. I looked up at him. “I know you” he whispers. I look up at him and shake my head,. I knew I wasn't her type - and usually I wouldn't have tried anything since the gap between "The Mountain shrunk down to 5'8 with half his muscle mass turned to fat" (me) and her type (basically Zayn) was too big.On the other hand, she laughed at my jokes, we had a lot in common, and we had many friends we hung out with together. Which is more than I could ever say about any other girl. Sure, they all laughed at my jokes, but then we either had nothing in common, or completely different groups.