It hadn't been used for a very, very long time. The table appeared to be bolted to the floor on sturdy, oversized wooden legs that were both too far a...art on one side and too close together on the other. It was very narrow in the center, and very wide at either end, and it faintly resembled a capital letter "X." The only light in the room was provided by a bare light bulb hanging from the ceiling. There was a hook on one wall, and from it, in a large coil, hung a very thick, very long, very. It was so badly spelled and punctuated; she had trouble following it. There was no hope for getting excited by it.Every once in a while, a private message popped up but nothing that piqued her interest. Until:Are those your lips?Her avatar was a close-up of rose-colored lips. Andrea’s pouting lips. Her roommate from college had taken the photograph as part of an art project. The picture reminded her that at least one part of her could be considered sexy.The message came from the user. "Good, because I've liked you for years." I smirked against him. I increased the passion of the kiss, knocking him over onto the couch, me on top, wanting to take control of the situation. I wandered my hands over him, feeling his muscular biceps and tugging his shirt, begging for it's removal. He peeled away from the kiss for a few paces, allowing me to remove his shirt and for him to remove mine. We dropped our shirts to the side of the couch and kissed once again. My hands wandered over his. So I went back to John’s room and the head of his bed was rolled up as he was reading a magazine and had his reading glasses on. So I dropped my pants and asked him if he could still squirt cum and he said yes and I removed my shirt since it was dark blue and then I stuck his dick in my mouth and sucked him while he watched. I rubbed his balls as I sucked him and he also helped by thrusting his dick in my mouth. After a few minutes I was catching my breath and his dick was a few inches from my.