Please feel free to post your feedback here or e-mail any and all comments to:[email protected], I'd like to dedicate this tale t... the hundreds and hundreds ofmarvelous authors at FM whose stories I've thoroughly enjoyed, whoinspired me to overcome my fears and post my own humble effort, andespecially to one very special angel who is truly as sweet as candy.SYNOPSIS:This is a story about a single mother who loves the game of Bridge andwho takes the time to teach the card. She’d had a constant flow of male companions, both human, for all their subtleties and charms, and vampire and never, ever, had she felt some spiritual pull to any of them. Sex was just sex. Even good sex, was just good sex, nothing much mystical about it. Maybe if she had slept with Michael she would be able to finally get him out of her system and seek some other form of entertainment on lonely days. But, he didn’t operate that way. He’d denied her and himself and for what? Solely because he. I rubbed at the two green bandages on my cheek in shyness not realizing it was the same hand that was moments ago wrapped around the sweat slick and incredibly musky cock. A cute moan escaped my lips as his scent wafted against my nose and I was spellbound, unable to move my hand away. I could feel Yoichi push up against my ass as if to cement his sway over me. If Scoutmaster Yoshi saw or understood any of it, he made no mention as he once again reminded us to follow him. “Fucking hell Keitaro,. I moved the loose skin aside as I took more of the head into my mouth. The shaft was firming in my mouth. This was the exciting part of cock sucking for me. A cock getting excited and thickening in my mouth, all due to my actions. This one was all the much more exciting, because of how thick it was. The head was thick, it filled my mouth nicely. The further I slid my lips towards the base, the thicker it got. At the base. Hmmm. Nirvana. A nice, thick, throat filling, chocking stalk of flesh..