But she was a quick learner.Part of that quick learning was identifying, through some arcane talent she had, which things to ask Bob and Molly about, ...or ask about in their presence, and which things to ask only Ruth about. Part of that talent was developed when, one night after the TV had been turned off, and shortly before bedtime, she asked a question to the room in general."Today, a boy named Todd talked to me. He called me a baby and said Ruth is a wimp. He said he could make me squeal if I. ” “Good evening” said what can only be described as the sexiest, huskiest voice I had ever heard. “Do you mind if I join you?” I could feel her breath on my neck and a shiver ran down my spine.I turned around to see a tall, very attractive blonde, dressed in a tight fitting evening gown which exposed her ample cleavage. Dreamgirl had arrived! “Sure” I replied (gulp) I’m not a cheap fucker, but I hate getting ripped-off.The conversation stopped for a second and then she looked me in the eye and. “Undo your belt slowly. Do not lose eye contact.” “But, Lyric—“ “Do not respond to me. Do not utter a syllable,” I said softly. He gave a silent gesture indicating he was in agreement to what was mentioned. “Slowly remove your cock from your pants. Do not remove your pants.” Jake bit his lower lip. The long, golden brown, juicy, plump cock was at least 10 inches long. Hmmmm. I wanted to taste. Just one simple taste would suffice. “Spit in your hand. Get that cock nice and lubed up for. I wondered if he could get his big cock, so deep inside my pussy, that his balls would slap against me. I had been fascinated, watching his balls slap against Sharon and the black woman from the kitchen. I wanted to know what it would feel like, to me. I wanted to freely and lustfully, give my body to him. I wanted him ,to fulfill his vast appetite, with my body. I wanted to always be available for him to cum in. I wanted to be able to go over to their house, if I wanted or needed to feel his.