Maybe I'll get a Wildcats flag to raise when I need a big blackcock in my ass." Wildcats?" Yeah, like the Kentucky Wildcats. Kentucky. "KY." Get it..." Hegrabbed my head and pushed my mouth back down on his cock."How about you take care of this first before we talk about scratchingyour itch?" Mmmmm hmmmm."I sucked and slurped on his cock. I licked the length of his shaft andjacked it furiously with both hands. I tongued his balls and sucked onthem. I bobbed my head up and down for what. From my early years on I found myself trying on my sister's clothes and underwear and exploring my backdoor when I had the chance.On the surface I was your typical small town athlete, in with the popular crowd and active with girls. Beneath the surface, I was a different person. I was ashamed of who I was, but I could never bury it completely. Alone at night, in the shower, when the house was empty besides me, the secret part of me that I keep hidden would come out. I lived for those moments,. Tommy laps at my nectar that he brought forth.That was great Tommy. Now you sit down, and let me taste you. Tommy pulled his pants down and out sprang his gorgeous cock. I was dying to taste him. His skin, his balls and especially his cum.I wrapped my hands around it and just felt it. I looked at the bulb of the head and just envisioned it plowing into my guts and cumming in me. I grabbed it low and squeezed and ran my hand up. Out of his pee hole came a flow of clear liquid. Whats that I. She'd never quite be the same person. She feltdisgust at herself, letting another man use her like this, kneeling athis feet in such a submissive way. She also felt powerful. She'd beenin control giving him something than men really wanted. That part ofwhat she felt was a good feeling. She stood slowly. It was done now,part of her and she would have to accept both feelings.He came out of the bathroom walked, straight over to the table, signingwith a flourish before handing her the pen. She.