Oh, how much I loved his cock! I could not stop thinking on theincredible pleasure that cock had just given me, and I loved to give himback all my lov....And kneeling down I took the chance to get one of my hands into my crotchto start rubbing my limp and damp dick, but he noticed again and pulledout from my mouth, taking a step back. "You want my cock, stop touchingyour clitoris, and behave!," he told me seriously. A long stream of spitextended from his cock head to my lips, and I looked at his. I’ll give you a hundred bucks. I’ve got beer and wine. Come on up,” I said as I started up the stairs. Jake pulled the girl to his body, I’ll call her Susan, and whispered something in her ear. Holding her in his arms Jake continuing to sell her on the idea. He pulled her hand to his crotch to feel his hard cock through his jeans. I think it was the deciding factor.I went up the stairs first and Jake holding Susan’s hand and pulling her up the stairs to my apartment.When they entered my. His dad rushed him and grabbed his now long hair, and wrenched it back. Pulling Ryan’s face close to his, the beer was putrid on his breath. “What did you say, faggot?” ‘Faggot’ his dad had been taking to calling him that ever since he started growing out his hair, saying things like “you look like a girl” or “man up, pussy.” It stung, but it also fueled his disdain for his father. Brenda wasn’t much help in these times. She tended to shrink down in size when their father got in his rages. Ryan. What if she messes up and doesn't get in to see Saim? What if she does and he didn't like her? What if she gets in and he finds out about the plan? There were so many what ifs that she could not answer and that only added to her nerves. The only definitive way she was going to find out was when she got there, and when she does, she would have to play it by ear and think on her feet.It would take roughly half an hour to get there and the time to leave was drawing near. With a last hug and a good.