“Oh my god, you’re true nature is now revealed. No hiding it anymore, James. Everyone will know you crave cocks in your mouth!” she teased.I slu...rped with reckless abandon and slobbered on cock like a cheap whore. Garima was completely right. There was no denying that I was a floozy cock-gobbling slut. She was also right that I wanted cocks in my mouth constantly. I loved sucking cocks more than anything.Garima had invited four of her female friends to watch me prove my cock-whore ways. They all. The guy I was talking about is Jeremy Livingston, and at the time I laid eyes on him he was the lead vocalist for a small band called The Living at a small pub on the outskirts of Melbourne. He was gorgeous standing at 6’1 about 210lbs of pure muscle, deep brown eyes and dark brown hair. The pub was my usual haunt, the girls and I would go down on a Friday night for drinks and a dance, some of them would bring their boyfriends but I had been single for quite a while and never brought anyone. And it looks like a piece of wire or string or something is lying beside him. You okay Miles?’ Martin added looking across at the still bent figure. ‘Yeah I’ll be alright. It stunk a bit is all. You reckon he’s been dead a week? I wonder who killed him, and why.’ Blondie plonked herself down on the dirt and burst into tears. The two guys stared at her. I laughed, a little hysterically. The three of them looked so comical. ‘Shut up Lorrie. I can’t hear what the guys are saying.’ Exasperated, I. She got her bra and top back in place. Then she looked at me and shook her head."Come on, we gotta get a move on!" And then she took tissues and wiped the cum off my belly, then my butt cheeks and where it was running down one leg. "i'll wipe your cock too, but it is tender right now, so I figured you can do that better for yourself"I got dressed and crawled into the front passenger seat. Natalie looked at the GPS where she had put my address when I first got in and backed out to the dirt road..