‘Your Hickman and I are on a first name basis, how can I possibly say no,’ I replied. ‘It was a pleasure meeting you Mrs. Lumm.’ ‘Alison, pl...ase,’ she replied. ‘Now we’re all on a first name basis,’ I smiled. ‘I hope you have a wonderful day. Alison!’ She waved, beaming the same captivating smile that still haunts me to this day. For the next three mornings, I would draw Alison’s blood, each time, learning a little more about her. She told me of her childhood in rural Indiana, growing up poor. Something... is trying to get you all turned on. Finally they left... or I went to sleep... or something.The next night, I figured that I would lay on my stomach so they couldn’t get to my chest. That was a mistake. They just reached up through the mattress and started running their fingers in little circles around my nipples. And then they started stroking my cock. I could feel myself getting stiff and it felt almost like I was pointing straight down into the mattress. They kept going for a. ” She explained how the ambiance was very important to keep the woman in the right mood mentally. The mood would help keep the female wet and ready to be taken. No problem from me. Candles, soft music, 1000 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets... go for it... especially if those girly things meant I would eventually get some of her pussy.We laid on the bed and continued to kiss. After another half hour of kissing and pressing her tits against my chest, I asked her if I could caress the rest of. I was getting inconcious as the things getting dim. I only remember that whenever his cock touches my throat inside, I choked and when it gets out, I gasped for air.Then he tore off my panty and bra and put my legs on his shoulders and guided his missile to thee position. His cock head was so big that I was afraid whether my pussy can accommodate this huge things. His cock head was pushing against my pussy lips and suddenly it moved in. I cried with pain and hold his arms tightly.Now, the.