I slid into bed on my back, Gary followed, running his hand down my chest, to my stomach, and then lightly touched my cock. He leaned over, and softly...said, “You’ve taken good care of me, my turn to repay the favor.”He leaned down and sucked on my nipple, then began kissing his way down my body. It was very nice, I have to admit. By time he reached my cock, he was holding it up with two fingers, then I felt his warm wet lips on me. I’d had countless blow jobs from women, but this was my first. I’ll be back early in the morning.” She slowly walked to her car, her thoughts of Michael’s steel arm and frightening eyes.After she left, Michael turned back to stare into the night. Gradually the night turned to a wet Monday morning, the skies weeping gentle rain. A fitting mood for the terror coursing through him.There were now four men in the room. Jake Courson had arrived first. The old “God” from the team, the man who carried and fired the 40 pound Garrett .50 caliber rifle that had. Slowly, the tables had been cleared of food. They were mostly empty besides a few students who still had food on their plate. The bench opposite Lavender at the Gryffindor table was empty and nothing was on the table.Testing the waters, Hermione moved herself and Harry to the table. Stepping onto the bench, Hermione then moved to stand on top of the table, Harry beside her. The invisibility blanket clung to their bodies, leaving little fabric that could accidentally brush up against. Now for my stories, here are incidences, planed and unplanned, from my diary of life. I want you all to know how girls think and work, we are sexual creatures ourselves, but learn to strip away that thin veneer of respectability and you will have a toy you always dreamed about, one that is responsive and receptive to touch, fuck me or make love to me, both are means to the same end, we have our orgasms, and you put your seed, inside my body.Right after these short stories please, please add a.