It’s a trick not many girls know about, and I couldn’t believe how good she was at giving head. How many times had she done this before? I was sur... that she had never done anything like this, (and, of course, knowing what I know now years later, she never had), but how was she this good? Maybe the skill really just comes naturally to some girls.Then she started to rub and squeeze my balls. Not hard, but just right, sometimes pulling at the skin a little or scratching it lightly with her. Eventually they got up, threw their rubbish in a nearby bin, and moved off.When I was sure they had gone, I sneaked out of my hiding place. I hesitated a moment, then swallowing my pride, had a look to see if there were any leftovers. One of the girls must have been on a diet or something, as there was over half a burger left. I nabbed it and ate greedily, too hungry to care about the fact I was eating stuff from the rubbish.After finishing my meal I continued on my run. As I ran, I tried to. "That's it you fat cunt, suck that cock! It's all your good for, you filthy fuck pig!" She moaned when I said it! She was loving it.I was ramming my cock in and out of her mouth, she gagged a few times and that just made things even wetter. A few minutes of this and I was getting close. I took my cock from her mouth and had her stand up. I undid her blouse and bra, exposing her big tits with her already hard nipples. I took them in my hands, they feel heavy, but warm and soft. I pinched her. He was wearing old jeans and a gray hoodie. “Why are you wearing that Zombie Outbreak hoodie?” I asked. “Why were you in the living room?” “The hoodie is so I can muffle the noise from you guys,” he replied. He held up a piece of string. “I was using the globe in the living room to try to understand this math problem about how a sextant tells you where you are.” He sat across from his dad and asked, “Can I have a sip? Dad, are you gay?” I turned off the stove, making a mental note about the.