Many people had tried over the years: weight lifters, longshoremen, block layers, etc., but nobody had ever been able to do it.One day, this scrawny l...ttle fellow came into the bar, wearing thick glasses and a polyester suit. He sat down, ordered a glass of draft, & started looking around the bar.After reading the sign on the wall about the lemon challenge, he said in a small voice: "I was just reading your sign, and I'd like to try the bet."After the laughter had died down, the bartender said:. I wish Tara could do it like you.” I took his cock deeper and deeper down my mouth, while I was rubbing and massaging his heavy balls that were filling with his cream. I sucked, slurped, and gagged on his cock. His cock felt so good in my mouth. He was leaning into the wall. “I really want to lick your pussy. Let’s go into your room, so I can eat your cunt.” We got out of the shower and went into my bedroom. I left the door open, hoping that Tara would look for her boyfriend and find him. "Oh you, bastard, bastard!!" she exclaimed, hating that her body was betraying her. She wanted to tell me to get the fuck off of her, but her body just wouldn’t let her do it. The electrical vibrations that were shooting through her body now, leading her up to the orgasm she had needed for so long, was now in control of her body. . .I moved one of my hands down between her legs, and then across her tender little ass cheek. My thumb found her tight asshole, and began gently rubbing and teasing. " What about the shirt?" I was thoroughly confused now and everyone at the table was staring at me. It was just one of my short-sleeve jersey cotton polos from Banana Republic. I'd had it for a year. Nothing new or special.Cassidy giggled and started tugging at the collar, stretching it beyond what it was meant to do."Hey, hey!" I batted her hand away. "Don't stretch it!" See ... the shirt!" Cassidy exclaimed as if that answered everything. "It's your favorite." Is not." I scrunched up my.