Between licking and kissing it she kept saying how big I was, how she had never seen a cock so beautiful and how she couldn’t wait to feel it come. ...With this gorgeous woman sucking me it wasn’t long before I had that familiar feeling in my balls. I let Ms. Nancy know I was about to come she just sucked me in deeper until I shot a load of hot come down her throat.We again rested to get our breaths back and moved to the bathroom for a shower, we washed each other with shower gel and came out to. Blinking a few times, Joanna moaned out of anger and frustration, the day already starting without her. Taking a deep breath and rolling towards her alarm clock, her frustration only deepened when she noticed the time. As her brain continued the process of waking her up, the alarm clock read 9:30AM, meaning that she was very late for work. Cursing loudly and leaping out of bed, Joanna rushed to her closet to grab her normal set of work clothes. This wasn't her first time being late, and it. And there were girls--and women!--that had been the sources of fantasies ever since I had noticed the interesting differences between the genders.I felt a new confidence in being able to speak to a girl, for instance. Having the ability to force my will upon just about anybody was bound to add to one's confidence.In the space of less than a day, I had gone from being quite naive about sex, to having first-hand demonstrations of receiving head from two different girls.In short, I was feeling. Unlike any other graveyard on the background, hers and a crescent moon, turned upwards, on top of it.Anyway, there was a photo of her, attached to her gravesite. She was beautiful in it and smiling. The watchman of the graveyard, Kalum, used to come here, look at the photo and be sad.“Such a beautiful woman, even at this age. Why did she have to go down like this? I wish I could see her and talk to her, maybe,” he thought.This was another day he was supposed to come. But this day, unlike any.