"Ah, it is you."The thought of these men now unhappy and unhappy because of her suddenly caused her great concern. Why did she care if they were happy...or not? She didn't know. But she did."Bigger says that you must be a great kisser, unhappily littler man he says you won't kiss a man in public," he said, gesturing to the two."I kiss my husband. He never complains," she defended herself."As he says, he is unhappy that you won't kiss other men, that he won't know how happy it is to kiss you, and. Now, it’s too late. You tried to get me cheaply. Now, you have to fill a position or two.”I said, “Doctor Glover, Karen graduated magma cum laude but the college only thought she was worth an instructorship. The university where we’re going sees her value. Learn from the mistake you made.”We left shortly thereafter.Karen accepted the assistant professorship and I told Dad that wee would move to the BG home office. We began to look for another house while Karen’s parents made their plans. The. It was not a steady cunnilingus to match her exquisite blow job. He was too turned on to do a good job. She loved his touch nevertheless. It coaxed her to put further pressure on his club with her hands and her lips. His balls were tight with cum. Her strokes and pumping became more rapid. She was pulling his cum out. And it worked. His balls throbbed. His cock shivered."I'm cumming," he yelled within his moans. She pulled the shivering club out of her throat so the head was just inside her. I've expanded on it where I felt appropriate, maintained theoriginal ideas and motifs as much as I could, and updated it to match myown writing style. I have no idea what the original author intended, butI made an attempt to finish it after completely ingesting the wholething many times over the years and picking -- what I felt -- was anappropriate ending based on the overall story arc.Author's Note:If this tribute offends anyone, or the original author, I apologize inadvance.Chapter One:.