I began kissing the head of her cock gently. She moaned and moved herself forward, pushing past my parted lips and putting more of her cock in my mout...h. "That's a good little faggot. Suck Daddy's cock."And with that, I was hers. Those words just melted me completely. I began bobbing my head up and down on her cock like I had had done to me a handful of times in the past. "Oh, that's good… Have you done this before?" she asked, and laughed.She got off of me and laid back on the bed, her legs. I am not going to give my CV here but would suffice to say that I am pleasant to look at and well built in all the relevant departments. Stats are not important. Life has been good to me. Lots of wine, women and song. I have loads of girlfriends who are bold and beautiful and hence with the blessings of the Lord above I lead a happy and a fulfilling life. This is a story narrated by a friend of mine. “These bitches are fuckin’ slobs,” Deepak mumbled while punching away at his PC, “but I guess. Most of the time she looked up at him, but sometimes she would glance over at me with taunting eyes. She was even fingering herself. After a few minutes he picked her up and carried her to our bedroom and closed the door. It was the most painful pleasure ever to crouch outside my bedroom door and listen to them fuck and make love for the next hour. Paul eventually opened the door to leave. He looked me in the eye and said, "She has such a nice tight pussy. I filled it up for you." After he. As my cum dripped down my hand, I realized just how exposed I actually was. I quickly put my dick away and zipped up my pants, and then walked as quietly and as quickly as I could away from there. I had to run to finish my route and I ended up missing the bus, Mom wasn’t thrilled to have to drive me to school. Fortunately she didn’t ask why I was late, just lectured me about how I wasn’t going to get anywhere if I was lazy and didn’t work hard and I don’t know what else. I wasn’t listening,.