“Damn!” he groaned. “That was amazing! I swear, every time I think you’ve given me the ultimate blowjob, the next time you wrap your lips ar...und my cock you do it even better.” He reached down and gripped my arms pulling me up onto the pillow beside him. Smiling, he said, “Look, I know that calling somebody a cocksucker is generally an insult, but I don’t know any way to say it better: you’re the best cocksucker I’ve ever known.”I smiled back at him. “I don’t think it’s an insult,” I. ..now."The room was completely still. Nobody moved a muscle. Ashley laughed, a small and furtive giggle, before yelling. "It's going to be a worse punishment if you don't get up and confess, you cunt..." But still, nobody moved. "All right, fine," she sighed, and she reached into her bra, withdrawing a small slip of pink paper, unfolding it and reading the name aloud. "Laura Brown, stand up and come to the front of the room or so help me, I'll break your lying little ass until you can't jiggle. I stopped the playback and smiled. I thought&hellip,..who would ever guess this woman had this going on in her house. I went to work and decided not to discuss this with Ava about what Id seen. She let me know she really didnt want to know about anything Id seen, but I could tell she was very curious. This Julie was on my mind all day. She was so good looking and now so hot in the sex department. Then an idea hit me. I should call and say there is a problem with her security system, and I need. The lift stopped on the second floor and I stepped out looking for room eight. I found it after a while, it was actually numbered 28, and knocked on the door. It opened, and instead of what I expected to see, Cal, a young man, a few years older than me stood there.“Oh!” I exclaimed, “entschuldigen sie bitte. Ich suche Cal? Calista?” “Sie ist nicht hier, Sie ist beim Tanz in der Mensa,” he replied. I made my way back downstairs, and asked the concierge for directions to the Mensa.“It is not far.