Melina undid the button of her jeans. She peeled them down and off, bending and showing us her backside while she balanced precariously, pulling the j...ans off her legs and feet. Then she stood again to show us the progress, and I swear that every living thing in that great bowl, and every thing that wasn’t living, every tree that had forced its roots into a niche seeking life among those massive blocks from a time gone by, and every grain of quartz and microcline within those thousands of tons. I said suck it you little cunt. I began moving my head back and forth, letting his juicy cock slide over my tongue. He began moving faster, slamming his cock deep into my throat, filling my mouth with him, right up to his balls. God your mouth feels so good, you dirty little slut. You like that? You like sucking my cock? With each thrust he pulled at my hair making sure I covered every inch of him. I could taste him, musky and bitter, and with each thrust it got stronger. Finally he exploded,. I think they were in their late forties or early fifties. I like the woman, Stacy, because she would flirt her ass off with me and always gave me compliments. The dude, Rock, was totally cool too. Anyway at this party everyone was hammered. And as it got later, some fucking around started. I would make the rounds hoping to catch somebody naked which I would almost always do. This night it would Mrs. Baxter, pants down sucking Mr. Wilson's tiny dick. Mrs. Baxter had a huge ass and huge pussy. A good friend brought us home, we never got laid that night. Seven years have passed now as I sit in front of my friend daydreaming about her and the naughty things I would love to do. "Leigh" "LEIGH!" I looked up to see her waving her hand in front of my face, "Where'd ya go?" she says. I told her I had some shit on my mind and we continued to discuss the situation of the latest "control freak" boyfriend of hers. I told her she could do much better than a jerk like that, keeping her head up.