& so whereas he himself had gotten behind that being of the steering wheel of his van being of an automobile, or motorvehicle being of a particular, o... specific make, & model that he himself had chosen from an car sale shop being that because he himself had gotten it though it had costed him a little more to the point to possibly compliment that being of the saying that you can't get blood out of a turnip as his purchase for that being of the same of the said in question, &/or being of likewise. As I opened my door, my friend Karthik (name changed) stood in front of me. The conversation continued as follows.Karthik: Hey bro! Late night eh? Looks like all the workout is doing you good. Nice!Before I could reply, Neha (name changed) jumped from behind him. She screamed.Neha: Surprise!I screamed back before I got myself in control. She looked at my toned physique and at my cock that was poking out of my boxers.Neha: And seriously, do something about that morning hard-on of yours. It’s. .." NO!" I shouted. "Pamela is dead! She's been dead for 19 years now! Why do I deserve this? I worked so hard on forgetting! Why did you open all my wounds?" I kept sobbing and couldn't stop. I couldn't think rationally. I wanted to run away — but I didn't know where to run.John just hugged me, pulling my head to his shoulder and let me cry. I tried to pull away but he held me tight until I gave up and just kept crying into his shoulder."Now I understand." He murmured into my ear. "Indirect. Licking circles around the head as she got pleasure out of this. Stephanie plopped my dick into her mouth and started sucking down farther each time. I couldn't help but moan as this was getting hotter the more we did. I wasn't close to climax when she stopped and asked me to sit on the floor.I sat down in front of the bench as she sat on it. Stephanie braced herself with her hands and reached out with her legs and grabbing my neck with her calves. She pulled me in and I started suckling at her.