When do I start?”Well, I started right then, because Pen wanted a break from the nightly card game to visit a senorita he was partial to over at Cor...tez’s Cantina. H. Pennington Smythe was a dog. He’d chase a woman a thousand miles to bed her, then run two thousand to get away from her.Without Pen at the table, I was the man that night. I won forty dollars by the time the game broke up at midnight. I started playing conservatively as I observed the other players at the table. When I thought I. His young maybe twenty four if a day, blond big blue eyes, looks like he works out a lot and I know he does. I can see it in his bulging biceps and huge thighs. Yeah you notice that sort of thing when you are kept perpetually horny and you like a nice jock... which I am guessing he was if he isn't one now. “You were speeding ma'am 71 in a 70 zone. Would you mind stepping out of the car please.” He says to me. Its lame as excuses go, I know it and he knows it, but it is all the excuse that he. "Grabbing his head and shoving my cock in his mouth. I allowed it to grow as I instructed, "Use your tongue, faggot."He quickly obeyed, his mind shifting from ashamed to hungry instantly."Do you like the feel of my cock growing in that pretty mouth of yours, straight boy?" I asked.He moaned in response causing vibrations on my cock.As my cock became a direct missile in his mouth, I asked, "Who is a better cocksucker me or that bimbo cheerleader girlfriend of yours?"His girlfriend was actually. She moaned out deeply, her eyes rolling back at the wonderful sensation she had gone so long without, her starved entrance constricting the prodding shaft securely as her hips began to ride fiercely.-----Oed's own eyes rolled back from the intense pleasure of Vhi's intense warmth, his lips locking to those of his lover's, moving passionately with them as his hands slid up beneath her top to lift it over her C-cup breasts, palming them teasingly as his own hips rammed upward into her tight hole..