YET.I waited for Scott to return from the movie and while I sucked him off he told all about groping Becky and feel of her tits, and even the size of ...er youthful perky nipples. I enjoyed and felt privileged that he would share those details with me and I would get even more worked up as I strived to become the "expert" cocksucker he constantly told me I would someday be. I would go on to service Scott for the next 5 years almost daily and true to his word he never touched my cock once and he. You moan in frustration and jerk at me, hoping to brush your needy cunt against my face, but I will gently scold you, naughty girl, before I deign to trace your folds ever so slightly with the tip of my finger. Perhaps my other hand will be stroking your flesh elsewhere: your belly, your side, your ass, your thighs, or your breasts. Or perhaps I will need to hold your legs down, to prevent you from wrapping them around my head and forcing my face into your greedy pussy. I will order you to. He's a good kid, even though he's always late for loading on loading Sundays, since he has to sneak off to church." A lot of that going around, I hear," Scooter said obliquely."Yeah, we're still doing the turnarounds the old way because of it," Crystal nodded. "We probably ought to talk about that sometime, too." Crystal looked around. "Jim, I'm sure you don't know my sister Nanci, here."Scooter swiveled her head -- and barely recognized Nanci! The hearty young woman in the one-piece swimsuit. I know what you’re thinking, old school. Well, fuck you. I like old school. I’m not like everyone else in this modern, convenient, cut from the same mold, world. I do everything different. I don’t think outside the box, I live there. It had brought me shit from everyone, but I don’t care. I stand out. I get noticed. Killing the shot in one gulp, I started sipping on the drink. Sip, look at her, sip, and look at her. The fatigue faded and my cock noticed. Or rather, noticed her. I caught myself.