He didn’t have any thoughts of getting involved until the same girl got out of the car and started looking around again. It was clear that she was s...ill trying to decide just what it was she was going to do – or was supposed to do.At this point Stephen decided to go over and see if he could help them with anything or at the very least direct them to whomever or whatever it was they were at BSC to see or do.He approached the pink car from behind and began with, “Ummm ... excuse me. Are you girls. She couldn't seem to convey to him the idea that she was not some fucking slut willing to fuck just anybody just to satisfy his need for a spiced up sex life. However, that was then - this is now.The change had started six months ago when she had started back to work following her daughter's starting to go to school a full day. About her third week on the job she was asked if she would like to stop with some co-workers for a drink after work and she had. It started as a once a week thing, then. "Hey Mark, I hear you've got something big in your pants." I guess." Like I said, I'd never had any chance or reason to compare what I had with anyone else's. Maybe I should look around a bit in gym class. I'd have to do it kind of hidden, though. The last thing I needed was a bunch of guys calling me a homo.I looked down just in time to see Becky Sue pull my zipper down and take out my pecker."Ooh! So big."She was playing with it, turning it over, examining it. My first thought was she was. "Jake raised up slightly and turned her over beneath him. As he looked down he could see her body under his. A goddess of sexual pleasure. The perfection of flesh. To be honored by the pleasure of her company and grateful for the privileges she has given him. His glance moved slowly back up her body until his eyes met hers. He could feel her heartbeat as it thumped against his chest. Then he leaned down slowly and kissed her as he whispered, "Now I want to fuck you."She moaned and opened her.