I really likedthe ones that featured girls with big hooters. I won't deny that I likedto look at the "D-cuppers", as I called them, and jerk off; big...tits havealways been an incredible turn on for me. It was the drinking that got meinto trouble, as it often had before. That's how I had wound up were I was; on the streets, uneducated, andunemployed at twenty-one. My dad had died when I was young and my mothernever even tried to control me after that. I was expelled from schoolbecause of my. Helen just gave him a very wide eyed nod. Then he leaned in and kissed her. WOW, this guy wasn't much for flirting and chatting, he was straight down to it! Helen lifted her arm up behind his head and pulled him in a little. It was all the encouragement he needed and he started to kiss her harder. Helen responded immediately by parting her lips a little and he was in. French kissing her. All the time Helens eyes would wide up and fixed on me. I started rubbing my cock though my pants to show. He didn't." Angel shrugged, and finished, "So here I am."Galen sat quietly for awhile, staring into space. He'd heard about "the lifestyle" before, but never in much detail. He had difficulty imagining the mindset that allowed a person to feel that it was right to be owned. He'd always thought that the "doms" in those relationships were simply forcing the subs into slavery. Angel's words contradicted everything he'd ever thought he knew about dominance and submission.He still intended to talk. He rotated his office chair around and stood up and unbuttoned his khaki pants and removed what she describes as a huge uncut cock. Being true to her word she dropped to her knees and place his huge cock into her mouth but only for a second and told him she sucked and joked that she hadn't promised for how long she would do it for. As you can imagine he was so horny by this point that he didn't really want her to stop but knew that they couldn't do it there in the office either so he asked her.