..Well, that's what I came here for! So, I take his little dick in my hand, feeling very odd since I have never touched another man's dick, much less ...een an uncut cock in person (mine is cut) but I peel the foreskin back slowly and notice he has a bit of cheese on it (GROSS! I think to myself) But I just brushed it off and asked if we could go to the bedroom.Once we were there, it was the time of truth, time for me to get on my knees and do what I came to do. So I did just that. I had him lie. Sans," He says nervously."What about?" I say playing coy."I think you know," Mike says, trying to sound stirn or appalled, but his words don't reflect his facial expression, nor his body language which is nervous and fidgety. I wonder if I can spin this to make it more fun at his expense. I let the curtain fall back and reach under my shirt to remove my bra. My breasts look much perkier when it's on, but the men I slept with before my ex-husband always loved their fullness and how my nipples. I felt his cock stirring with anticipation against my cunt. He pulled back from my tits and smiled smugly to at me before pushing my down in between his legs and unbuttoning his pants. I pulled his pants and boxers down swiftly, letting his cock fling out. I was right. He was huge. I licked my lips while i stared at his monster of a dick. I let my eyes travel back up to his before I took just the head in my mouth, sucking hard. He let out a low groan as I did this and grabbed my dark brown hair. It's Jackie's business whether he got any or not. How would you like it if he asked you if you put out when you start dating?"My father's name was Jack Raymond Hill. When I was born, they named me Jack Royce Hill. So technically I'm not a junior. However, it soon got obvious that we had to be called different names or it would be too confusing. My mother started calling him Jack and me Jackie. I was known by both names to my friends. After Dad died, I decided I liked Jack better and got my.