I hate when he calls me babe. And I hate when he won’t listen. And I hate when he interrupts me. Because nipple piercings could increase nipple sens...tivity. And if he loves my nipples so much, he should enjoy them being pierced and what the piercings could do to them.“Oh,” I say. “Okay.”“Why do you ask?”“No reason.”“There must have been some reason.”“There really wasn’t.”“Sarah …”“I was just curious. But it’s fine. I’m going to head to bed.” I get up, put my shirt back on, and head into the. Tony was true to his word about the five dollars, but he lied about cumming in my mouth; he held my head and came in my mouth. I had no choice but swallow or choke to death.In the 1950s no one wanted to be known as a cocksucker, which made you queer. Dick and Eddie never knew I was sucking Tony. I ended up sucking him maybe ten to twelve times. But all good things have to end, and summer was almost over, so off to college we went. Me to Bowling Green and Dick and Eddie to Ohio State.After. It parted willingly to expose her erect clit at the top. It tasted like honey. It was the best butterflied oyster in the world! He buried his lips and sucked hard and deep. His mouth moved upwards onto her clit. It was so wanting and so easy to clasp and to stroke with his tongue. He sucked harder. She moaned. He felt a new warm wetness arising on his face. She was squirting once more. “Please stop babes, I don’t want to cum now! I need to ride you some more! “ she pleaded. They quickly changed. ” It was said with resignation.“Why didn’t you tell him Peter had died?” Ellen asked, changing tack. “Or that he’d had a second stroke? That’s what I can’t understand.”Claire looked desolate. “When I went back to Peter I knew I needed to put distance between John and me. It was hard going back to Peter knowing how much I’d fallen for John after he’d been so good to me, so I cut John off.“Peter was oblivious to how I was feeling about John, and later he was so happy that John had done so much.