”“Such as?”“Mentoring, and deep friendships.”“You said when we talked before that you’re friends with every girl you’ve ever slept wit..., with perhaps one or two exceptions.”“That’s not an entirely accurate representation - I said that I am friends, or parted on friendly terms, with nearly all of them. The few blowups were later reconciled, including what amounted to a virtual divorce.”“You didn’t mention that before.”“It’s something I’ve been trying to digest, but I think it’s true. Her name. Guys at work had been hitting on me for years, but before it had all been kind of good-natured. Then it seemed that they were getting more insistent, almost like sharks that smelled blood in the water. When the paperboy knocked on the door to collect the hunger in his eyes told me that he would take me on the floor just inside the door if I gave him half a chance. What's worse is that I wanted to give all those guys, even the paperboy, what they wanted. I was tired of dildos, summer sausages. Repeating her movements she then licked over them as she let them fall from her mouth. “Cock, now,” he commanded. She shifted slightly and her hand squeezed his wet balls as her lips closed over the head of his cock. Scott grasped the side of the table and moaned quietly as he watched her. She pressed her tongue inside the tip and tasted him. Swirling her tongue over the head she looked up at him as she pushed her lips down the shaft. “Fuck darlin',” he gasped as the warm, wet sensation hit. .. Then she spoke.. take those off. As I did she held open the ones she just took off for me to step into them. On her knees, looking up at me, pass my hardon that was almost touching her lips, she pulled her panties up my legs. Before she pulled the panties over my hardon she lightly kissed the head of it. With my dick completely covered in her panties she stepped back and removed her night shirt giving me a perfect close up view of my most favorite pair of tits ever. They were so full with.