....it was the biggest most rugged cock i ever saw. Still to this day ive never seen one like it. If i am ever so lucky again,i wont turn down the op...portunity to gag on it, i assure you. So, finally the day came when id finally give in and succumb to the temptation. I can remember it like it was yesterday all the way down to the movie that was playing,(which, coincidentally, i have saved in my Favorites). The finger was just resting in the lower part of the gloryhole.....slowly rubbing left. Jake said, "It's not your fault Emma. Don't worry about it, honey."Emma said, "Yes it is!! It is my fault. I'm sorry." She was crying and looked pitiful. I saw her doing a pretty good Joanne Woodward tonight, so I wasn't sure if she was acting or if this was the real thing.I thought I better step in here. "Jake, sit down on the sofa and let's talk. There're some things you should know."We sat down, Jake and Emma on the couch, me on one of those chairs that women seem to accumulate but men can. She wore a small white t-shirt with some silly multi-colored cartoon at the front, washed-off jeans ripped on her knees and a pair of worn-out high-top red Converses."Who are you!?" she asked me while I still basked in the look of her. Her hair was one foot past her shoulders and was of an orangey tone of red that seemed artificial; I mean, it had to be. Her cute face had the smallest freckles I had seen in my life, only barely speckled over her full high cheeks, and her eyes seemed to be of a. .. i told him i wanted to do it at 3AM... he was hesitant to meet up so late, and not that i could blame him, everyone has to watch out for their own safety... he asked why at 3AM.... i told him i wanted to meet him on the subway that left out of my hood.... the L train... we'd meet and sit in the last car, sit in the last seat, and after the train pulled out i'd start my fantasy... he asked what fantasy that was, and i told him i'd get between his legs, pull his pants to his ankles, and just.