When a thought popped into my head, a Richard Pryor quote, "That bitch was so fine I wanted to suck her daddy's dick." This seemed to be out of the b...ue. Except for some male on male experimentation growing up I had never thought about sucking someone's cock. The thought however was rolling around in my head and before I knew it I blurted out to Tom. "Tell ya what I will give you a blow job if I can fuck Jeana." I thought he was be pissed or just laugh it off as too much beer. At first. He agreed in a laughing way that you were such a pretty woman that it was certainly adding to the discomfort. You said you felt bad being the cause of the discomfort and maybe, if everyone was comfortable, we should all go upstairs and see what can be done about it.I said that sounds like a good idea and asked if you two felt the same. You said you were open to it and reached to take his hand, brushing his bare thigh and then squeezing it asking him do you want to come upstairs with us? He. ” He tells me gently brushing through my sweaty matted hair with his one hand while holding me against him with his other arm.The way he is holding me is so tender and caring that it is completely at odds with the brutal and painful way he had fucked me and adds confusion into the maelstrom of things I am already feeling. I sink into his gentle embrace and try to enjoy the soft warm feeling I’m experiencing as he runs his hand through my hair, I try not to think about the pain both mental and. " I'm ready now," I responded. "And how long can it take you?" It takes time for a lady to reach perfection," she answered, gracing me with a playful kiss on the cheek. I was a bit upset that it wasn't something more."You are always perfection," I replied with my best smile."Thank you, and nice try," she answered. "But you still have to wait," she said, giving my cock a light squeeze through my pants. She jumped out of the car and headed for the door to her house. Reluctantly, I.