I threw my bike down at the back door and stomped into the house. Mom looked up from the kitchen sink and saw the state I was in. I was twelve years o...ld. I shouldn't be crying like this. I just wanted to run into the bathroom and wash.Apparently Mom thought the same thing and she made me take off my muddy shoes and clothes before sending me to the bathroom. When I shut the shower off, Mom called through the door."Do you have any cuts or scrapes that need to be tended to?" One. It's on my. I know I like it when it was done for me so I am sure that you will like it to...I was right. Hearing you moan was like music to my ears so kept licking and then sucking one ball then the other while stroking your cock with my hand. I feel you getting dry in my hand so I leave your balls and moisten your cock with some more licks and then I put you back into my mouth and again I try to take as much of you into my mouth as I can. You reach the back of my mouth and try to take in even more. . I stepped back a couple of steps and caught her in the face with a couple of jabs just as the bell sounded. I walked back to my corner; Karen wiped my face, gave me a mouthful of water, and said,"Great job out there, that round is yours, do the same thing for the next two rounds and the fight will be yours."The bell sounded starting round two, I could see the frustration beginning to show on Lisa's face as I continued to hit her with my jab and then backed away either to the left or right. I. “What can I pay you with?” she says all nervous and agitated. She’s in my environment now. “Well for starters you can suck my dick,” I say. I figure that she’ll get insulted and report me but what the heck, right? I admit it, I’ve got a crude mouth at times — I guess that’s why my wife left me…..for another woman. But get this: The bitch actually says, “Well, okay.” With that I pull off the expressway, but leave the motor running because it’s a fucking cold day, and I want the heater on. Then I.