Some when I am lonely I would call him and chat with him which he like very much,because he would be able to tell me all sort of rude things.Well let ...get back to the reason I am writing this story okay. As I said before it was a day like all the rest ,just tht I was very very horny and need a nice cock to fuck me well.Then I remember tht the young mechanic was across the road working.So I pull my curtain to make sure he was there,as I looked I saw him working on a car.I close my curtains and. I like you Julia and hoped you might like to go out with me." So this is more like a date?" Ah-huh." But I can't play pool." We usually play snooker or 8-ball. I can teach you." I come back to why me? There are lots prettier girls around who'd love to date you." Most of them are airheads who either have nothing to say or talk all the time about fashion or celebrities. I know what you're like in class; I'd like to get to know what you're like out of it."Mark realised he was sincere about that.. Chloe obviously had got to womanhood and was having her period, I had never even considered that any of the girls where even approaching this stage. Strangely I found the combination of her soiled panties in my hand and the risk of looking through her bag to be a big turn on, my already stiff cock started to twitch and I could feel my balls getting tight. I found myself without realising it sniffing on the crotch of her panties, and the smell was musky and slightly perfumed, not a pleasant. I slobbered and slurped his dick like the hungry little slut he wanted me to be, the little slut he must have fantasized about when he would check out my ass. The it happened, just as I dream about when I was growing up masturbating to this very fantasy, I heard him growl in theback of his throat, signaling he was coming. I felt his warm love spew into my throat and before I had the chance to swallow any of it, he pulled me up on his lap, facing him, and kissed me passionately, shoving his.