Donald almost whispered, “Suck him Candy.” Candy took my dick in her hand and pulled me enthusiastically into her mouth. She sucked me with great ...acuum power and stroked the rest of my shaft with her hand. This was clearly not the first time this little church-goer had a hard prick in her mouth. Donald started rubbing her tits while she sucked. Candy got so excited she started stroking her pussy with her left hand. The little minks was enjoying this. I started a little rocking motion sawing in. When we were speaking — two weeks ago now — she was either sitting down next to me, sitting down across from me, or standing next to me while we walked to the cafeteria or waited in line. I knew she was fairly tall for a girl, about 5'7" or even a little taller. Her shoulder-length hair was blonde, the result of her Ukrainian heritage. She was slender, with breasts that didn't so much call attention to themselves as they called attention to the entire package.It was only now, though, as she. Rubbing it in. Drinking it. Being taken. Used.I held myself there on the precipice, body shaking, awash with natural chemical flotsam. I prolonged the beautiful agony as long as I could, fighting my mind as a flicker book of imagery depicted me drinking boiling cum from pricks large and larger, that split my lips and temporarily took away my air in the most beautifully dirty manner imaginable. Letting the unctuous fluid slide down my throat, infecting me, almost becoming my lifeblood.Close.So. She looked up to the ceilingtowards whatever god might wait beyond and made a silent prayer. Then shelooked back at Roger and the creepy smile on his smarmy face. "I really don'tneed a problem with you today, Roger!" Disgusted, she tossed the amulet athim. "Keep your gifts away from me, JERK!" Then, she ran off to the ladiesroom for a good cry.Him, a problem? Roger laughed! He knew he was getting to a woman when shestarted throwing stuff at him. And he was getting to Janet, he could sense.