”“Korean Pop,” he volunteered sarcastically, and she laughed into her gloved hand.“Try again.”“Mongolian throat singing?”“I don’t th...nk you’re taking this very seriously,” she whispered, failing to suppress her grin as she took another long draw from her glass. She was burning through it remarkably quickly, she wasn’t joking about wanting to get drunk. Come to think of it, she drank and smoked like someone twice her age, yet she was healthy and spry. To his annoyance, she kept referring to him. "Dinnertime," I said."Don't want any. Go away."A big part of me wanted to be obstinate. I sat down on his bed. "No," I said.He just shrugged, and put his headphones back on. I stood up and hit the power button on his tape player. He scrambled to his feet, yanked off the headphones, and stepped up into my face."What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he said loudly. He had to look up at me. He was just hitting his growth spurt, but I had a few inches on him. I grabbed him by his arm and pulled. .. like she was asking herself what she got herself into. But she also looked excited. She closed her eyes and I took off my pants. I held my cock in front of her face and told her to open her eyes. She opened them and made a deep gasp. She was in shock at the 10 inches of hard black cock that was in front of her. She was like a deer in headlights, seemed like I was not the boss. I asked her if the cat had her tongue and what happened to all the deep throat talk before. She took my cock. .. and she slid her wanting open lips forward onto it slowly, encompassing the spongy knob between them, letting it rub along the full length of her tongue as her damp, ovalled mouth glided further and further and further onto it... !Juan had fallen back on his haunches, lowering his groin to lessen the muscle-quivering spasms her unbelievable mouthing of his throbbing prick had incited in his heavy carcass, until her head was moving in an up and down motion, and he groaned coarsely, at the.