Sometimes I twist my head, use my teeth gently, or the rough part at the back of my tongue, and You think this is it, I'm going to bring You to orgasm... But of course I don't. Worshipping isn't about an orgasm for me, or at least not for a long while, it's about doing every pleasurable thing I can think of to Your cock and then some more. Till it feels like it belongs to me, that it and I understand each other, getting to the point where every twitch, every pulse has meaning to me and guides me.. I smiled as I watched Tremont’s cheerleaders perform their routine. I watched the cheerleaders perform a variety of jumps and stunts. I watched them yell loudly and cheer for the crowd to support the home team. I smiled as I watched them bounce their boobs, spread their long legs, and shake their big asses. Cheerleaders really were the perfect combination of innocence and naughtiness, and Tremont’s cheerleaders sure knew how to walk that line. I deeply admired and constantly fantasized about. “Well, you both really made me horny and I want some of my brother’s cock in my pussy. Get me that condom over there Mariah and we’ll suck him back hard. Then I’ll show you how to put a condom on a boy’s hard cock so you won’t get pregnant or catch any diseases.”“Does Bobby Joe have any diseases?”“No, and it’s just good sense to make sure you don’t spread any. That’s why you need to always use a condom when you fuck.”“Can Mariah and I fuck Bobby Joe ... some time?”“When the right time comes,. ‘This is a lesbian dance club. I used to come here a lot and I used to get thrown out of the joint at times. Not for drunken behavior, my drink limit is two per day. Jealous tantrums just ate my lunch. There was a fight once. I have not been back in two years and I moved back home this past summer. I am amazed that I have not missed this place. My family is scandalized, they think I’m growing up.’ I kissed her softly and she kissed me not as softly. I caressed a breast. She searched for my cock.