The discomfort was worth it.I was getting to understand guys much better now. In a group like thisparticular one, there's always one in charge, the al...pha male. I realisedthat before, when I had been in a group of blokes, I had never been thealpha. I could see things so much more clearly now.This alpha had certainly taken a fancy to your little Francesca. I saylittle: I was. I had somehow lost a couple of inches in height. And awhole lot of weight. Not just fat and muscle, my whole torso was. Or maybe a Christmas card, one we might send to our intimate friends, if we ever have any, that might read, "Merry Christmas, from Daddy and Vettie." "You take my breath, baby. Yes it looks so very sexy." She raised a knee and crossed one leg over it, posing. I took her foot in my hand and kissed it. She placed her other foot between my thighs and teased my nuts with it. The sensation was electric. "Do my socks feel as good as my panties?" She was referring to my habit of jacking off with her. He withdrew all the way and then he pushed harder into my mouth. This time nothing, no discomfort. I had instinctively held my breathe and pushed out my tongue as he pushed into my throat. He began fucking my face and pulling on my tits to force it deeper. He only slowed when he told me he was close. I stopped him from going into my throat and sucked hard on his shaft and head, and then he exploded. I felt the first shot with its force. It surged into the back of my throat, and as he did I. We all usually make the worst decisions right before closing time, because we feel that desperateness of leaving alone. Bartender yells the 4 worst words in the dictionary "Last call for Alcohol" and every dude feels like they are playing musical chairs for pussy. Worst part about this particle incident is that it was like 1:15 in the afternoon and I've been drunk for a good 7 hours.. i'm not a mathmatician, but I think I'm a borderline alchoholic. So this blonde walks in the bar, and to me,.