It felt good and the suspensewas making me even more aroused. as I was becoming more and more "open" one of the guys to the side of me sat on the bed ...with his legs spread and his dickin my face. He grabbed me by the back of my head and pulled me towards him.He wedged his cock into my mouth and I began sucking. I can still recall the tastehis pre-cum dripping into my mout and slidding down the side of my lips as hisdick kept going in and out of my mouth. It was intense. meanwhile the guy. You have a lot to learn. Kiss upmy foot, all the way up my leg!"I got onto my hands and knees, forcing myself to kiss her foot again..it wasnt that hard, she had very pretty and soft feet. I slowly workedup to her thigh when she chimed back in.."Mhhh... higher princess." My kisses slowly marched across the lump inher panties, making it quickly grow and stiffen."Chrissy, if you kiss and suck it I promise I'll be veryyy nice to you!No one will know your my girlfriend." she grinned, gripping my. ”“Perhaps you could convince me.” I remembered the pizza and something popped into my mind. “After all, this is the third time you’ve ordered pizza for me in the last two weeks. And always served them reheated. I could tell.”“I, er ... pizza?” she stammered.“Oh do keep up, dear.” Urbane gentleman. Remember the role! “Yes, pizza. It’s glaringly obvious that you order pizza for me when you want to cook for your gentleman callers. Care to tell me why they get cooked for while I get takeaways?”“Not. I hate her. I hate her.’ Mikey said to himself. He looked up and recognized his own block. He started moving down the sidewalk toward his house. ‘She’s a dirty slut. A nasty whore. I hate her. I hate that dirty, nasty, slutty whore.’ His feet moved of their own accord. ‘We wish she was dead,’ the voice whispered to him. He stopped in his tracks. ‘Dead?’ ‘That stupid whore should be dead. She deserves to be dead for being so slutty. Doesn’t she?’ ‘Yeah,’ Mikey agreed, his feet moving again. ‘She.