Then I started to devour his cock, bobbing up and down as I was learning my trade. I was born to do this, it felt natural and I loved it, and I still ...do. I could hear him moaning, that indicated to me I was doing a good job. He then pushed my head away from his cock and told me to stop. I looked up wondering why he had stopped me. He looked me straight in the eyes and said “I want to fuck you Nicola”.He positioned me on my knees at the end of the bed so my legs were just hanging off the edge.. I'd been back a couple of times since then, but I had not had the same joy, so I wasn't arriving with any expectation of success. However, what I found couldn't have proved me more wrong.I pulled into the layby and found the usual parked up trucks, but no cars apart from one lone vehicle parked at the far end near the exit. I parked up behind, but the distance was too great to see if there were any occupants, so I decided to sort myself out, writing the night off almost as soon as it had. She giggled. "Why not? Might be fun." She kept teasing at my penis with the blade. "Nah," she decided. "I wanna have some fun with it." To my relief, she flung the knife blade away. Next thing I knew, she had her hands around my shaft and was slowly lowering her mouth onto my penis. A week earlier, if Mailbox Mary had offered me a free blowjob, I would've immediately declined. However, she was very good at it. She obviously enjoyed what she was doing to me. She licked and sucked fervently, like. And Rachel was suffering. She’d repeatedly thrown herself at Rebecca’s mercy and begged for forgiveness. She’d ambushed her in the hallways and in the locker room. She’d called, emailed, texted. She’d even driven to her house once, only to be turned away by Rebecca’s mother. It was clear. Rebecca had cut her out completely. Like a cancerous tumor. She wanted nothing to do with her anymore, with the exception of enjoying her pain from afar. As far as Rebecca was concerned, she deserved every bit.