His other hand slides to the back of my head as his breathing picks up. He’s getting close, and it makes me want it all the more. I take him fast an... deep – the head sliding against the back of my tongue and pushing into the entrance of my throat. His fingers tighten in my hair, and I moan around him when I hear his grunt of surprised delight. He’s almost there. My stroking hand squeezes tight, sliding the skin over the hard core. I pull back to the swollen head and suck it hard, short strokes.. One night he even rubbed the tip of his cock against my hard nipples till he covered them with cum. That felt so good to me that we did that a lot. I also learned to tit fuck him which was great with my large tits. But I really liked his cock rubbing my nipples which always responded to any attention he gave them. And he liked playing with my nipples a lot. So on my birthday we ate dinner naked and after he took me to the TV room and sat on the couch. He told me that he had a special present. Jo stood and held her bottom.“Did I say stand?” asked Suzie in a kindly manner.“Oh, but, Suzie, we only ever got six at school!”Suzie put the slipper down and reached for the top button of Jo’s pyjamas top.“Shall we remove this?”Jo did not answer but simply allowed the buttons to be undone and the top removed revealing her ample firm breasts. Her nipples were prominent.Suzie sat on the bed.“Six is a modest number, Jo. I think six more for being just a little impertinent…”“Oh, Suzie, if you say. Anyway, the doors and windows were open. It was steaming, man.Our eyes met across the tables. Guys came to Frank’s Bar to find other guys and hopefully get laid. He was a lager drinker, a good sign. I was on iced cider, the latest craze.He was coloured, probably Caribbean. This part of London had its share, especially on carnival day.When he went to get a refill at the bar, I went too. I'd timed it that way, pacing my drink with his. I stood next to him waiting my turn, listening to the rich.