After I eat my sandwich I usually withdraw in a secluded corner, so I don't have to listen to the crap that comes out of some people's mouths or speak...rs.Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong time, because I can't relate to “bitches” and “drive-bys” and I don't feel the urge to wear diamond earrings. The whole hip hop culture is like a foreign object to me. It just doesn't fit. Even listening to it is pure torture for me. Music is something you create with your own hands with the help of an. ..” It was another wonderful sound; one that made the chest underneath me heave. I was looking down Justine’s body with the salty taste of spunk in my mouth, perhaps hornier than I’d ever been in my life. I knew what we both wanted me to do, so transferring weight onto my elbow, I slid my fingers down through my spunk until they were resting on Justine’s crotch. And rubbed. “Oh God,” she hissed. And the same thought flowered in my head as I felt Justine grip my newly-erect cock and pull it down. " Yeah, well I don't wanna talk about it ok?"I smiled and got in the car. He started to pull out of the parking lot and I leaned close."You know what I think you need?" What's that?" He said distractedly."I think you need to relax a little and let someone make you feel really good." Ha! I wish. It's been a rough 6 months hon." I put my hand on his cock through his pants and rubbed softly."I think you should let me suck your cock." Jasmine!! What the hell? ICould lose my job and your Dad would. "Her brows crossed. Stuff? What stuff? What came out? She stared at the tiny slit at the end. How could anything come out of that? Still trying to figure out what he meant, she poked her tongue out and licked the slit.Todd sighed. "Oh yeah. Lick it again."Giggling, Pam licked the slit again, then the whole head. She ran her tongue up the side of the shaft and she stroked it in her small hand."Now suck it," Todd said in a deep, rough voice. His hand pressed on the back of her neck.His sudden.