Let me make this perfectly clear to you, I was and am still straight. Although I must admit, I hardly know what that means anymore. I made a simple mi...take. A really simple mistake and it ruined my life forever. Let this be a lesson to all of you guys out there. Don't cross college jocks! I know geeks and 'sensitive boys' may be popular nowadays, but let me tell you, jocks still rule. A chick would still rather have the hard fat dick of a jock fucking her than the medium sized prick of a geek,. That feeling you get when you are around someone you love so much you can’t think straight? But now I realize her breast milk changes me. Not only does it make me want her more… make me want her milk more… It’s like I live to see her breasts and drink the milk they produce. Back to my story… I saw the devious look in her eye as she finished her coffee. ‘I want you to chat up our waitress. She likes girls too, and I want you to get us our lunch for free.’ Nikki suggested. Before I could respond,. She never called it her home, just her apartment. He saw when she walked by returning from where ever she had been. He always paused to watch her. She was the only indicator of the passage of time and he often made up stories about what her life might be like. He thought about things he pictured her doing or places she might live. Maybe she had a family or a lover or children. After she passed he went back to writing his stories and if he received a check he would put it in a drawer with the. She giggled as i realised what i had said.Then looking straight at me she reached over and grabbed my crotch.'It looks like you have the perfect ride'.And releasing my cock from my trousers she gasped in shock.It was soon me that was in shock,however.She lifted up her short skirt,and pulling her panties to one side,she straddled me,and eased herself onto my stiff cock.She then began to ride up and down on my cock.All this while parked in her driveway.She obviously didn't care what the.