I owed him big, and I knew it.Jackie walked slowly into the house, peering this way and that as she walked. "Where's your room?" She asked me coyly.I ...alked into the front room and pointed to the couch. It was one of those cheap black futons that flapped out flat to form a bed. "You're looking at it." A sudden sense of deep shame rocked through me at that. I didn't even have a real bed... How was I going to get this girl into bed with me when I didn't even have a bed?I quickly sat down on the. "John, I need to ask you something and I hope you won't be mad or anything."I nodded."I really enjoyed going out with you last week and I'm having a good time tonight," she started."But?" But I, I'm not sure how to say this. I don't want to hurt you. You've been so nice to me and what you did for Betty Lou. I'll always be grateful for that."I smiled. "You don't need to thank me for that. I was happy to do it." Mary Jo is right, you are the best, but I don't think you are my best. Wille Parker. “I know. Remember how, I started to pull back again as the stimulation on my clitoris became too much to endure?”“Yeah, I remember it well,” Gary replied, his voice cracking slightly with excitement of the mental image we were painting for each other on the phone.“I remember you commanding me, ‘Don’t move away. Stand still.’ You were not making a request, you were giving me an order. God, your dominant approach only added to my excitement, and your dominant approach absolved me of my. As soon as she felt me harden, she pulled down my underwear and sucked my cock into her mouth. She went slowly: popping me out of her mouth, licking up and down my length, and then sucking me in slow and deep. It went on like that for a while. Her head moved up and down; she took me deep; she did quick shallow strokes; she let me out of her mouth and massaged my balls with her hands. I was going fucking crazy!I lost it when I felt my dick go in deeper than ever before. Without thinking, I.