She lifted her mouth off of me to say "Thank you", smiling up at me. Before I could even get a good look at her pretty face, she lowered her mouth ove... my cock again. I groaned as her lips made contact with my sensitive glans.I put my hands on the young girl's head, gently running my fingers gently through her soft teenage hair ... I didn't need to urge her on; she was applying expert pressure and kept up an excellent pace. I felt my body getting weaker, and weaker while my cock only seemed to. Is this some pimp fantasy you have? Typical fucking misogynistic, patriarchical, chauvinistic power complex bullshit.”“Yeah, well as much fun as that would be, it’s not what I meant. Although I would happily give you fifty bucks for a good fuck.”“Fifty bucks!” Bobbi exclaimed in mock indignation. “You wouldn’t even get to pat my ass for fifty bucks!”David raised an eyebrow. “So how much to have you stark naked, flat on your back, knees up and legs wide open? Oh yeah, after a nice long. Jake pulled over and took Melissa’s hand. She smiled wanly and told him she was fine, just out of adrenaline, and to get her home.It was the most impressive display Jake had ever seen. He vowed then and there never to get on Melissa’s shit list. She had reduced Vivian to rubble with surgical efficiency. Not a wasted word and Melissa never raised her voice; it was downright diabolical. The alienation of affections was something he would never have thought of and she had to have been bluffing. She asked her friend if she could stay with her over night. They would meet up in town and then go to her friends house.The game ended and she and Matt took off for home. He was thirsty and stopped at a convenience store. He returned to the car with a bag and as they drove off he told her to get herself a drink. She pulled out a malt liquor looked at it and she said "what is this?" Matt stuttered and said "Oh I am sorry I thought you all drank this at parties. I should have got you a soft.