?”“But I just don’t feel it.”I let the words hang in the air.He slumped to the couch and stared into the past. “When I first started dating ...ori,” he said at last, “I couldn’t stop thinking about her.” He took a swig of beer. “It was the same with her. She used to pass me notes at my locker. Or she’d hang out after practice and wait for me. She was a cheerleader. Did I ever tell you that?”“Uh-uh.”He took another swig of beer. “That’s how we started talking to each other.” He laughed. “It was. And then she realised that her bowels were full again. She badly needed to poo, but the thought of going back to the bathroom to face that ? thing ? it was too awful a concept for words. But her dilemma soon became academic - a long, slender poo slithered out of her anus without warning and then immediately itself turned around, its rounded front end seeking her cunt.But Alison was too quick. In a flash she had rolled over and jumped off the bed, whereupon she ran for the door as if terrified. Then she got on top of me and opened my trousers and started staring at my dick and said its double what her husband has and said she doubts if its even gonna fit in her pussy.She then slowly took my dick in her mouth and started blowing me. I jumped out the first time she took my dick in her mouth. I already had pre-cum and within 2 minutes I came. She swallowed the entire thing in her mouth. She laughed for a while and asked if it’s my first time.I said yes and asked how did you know. She. Coleman seems fine to me. Nothing seems to be out of the ordinary.” Kelly hits me on the hand and says, “Kelly, please James. Calling me Mrs. Coleman makes me sound like an old fuddy duddy.” Mr. Coleman smiles and echoes the sentiment, “Yes James, my wife is right as always. You can call me David.” I walk over and shake his hand and responded, “Ok, no problem David.” Walking over to retrieve my coat David and Kelly asked if I wanted anything to drink but I declined. “When should we.