I look down and am completely turned on watching you eat her out. She is pushing back on me, her cum dripping onto your mouth as I fuck her. I fall ou..., but you help me out by doing a quick suck on my head to taste her juices, then you put me back in. My balls feel great against your face as I pound her like never before. You insert a finger into her, with my cock pounding in and out of her, as I increase speed. She’s about to cum, but stops it all and tells me to get on my back. As we. "Oh and don't forget your ticket." I looked down as he slipped a paper ticket in my hand, the kind you'd get at the DMV or a supermarket Deli. With ticket in hand I followed the dimly lit hallway to a door with several other guys waiting. Next to the door was a digital sign that read "Now serving.." with a Green digit L.E.D counter. A bell rang out and the number changed "Now Serving 37." I looked at my ticket and that was my number. "That's weird, shouldn't they go in order." "There is no. Weekends, I thought with a wry smile, glad mine move about a bit.I reached Wendy's at pretty much ten on the dot and she welcomed me in looking a lot different to her working attire. No makeup and a long loose T-shirt covering the top of some black leggings which, for all they hid her legs, did not hide their shapeliness, all topped off with wet hair and pink fluffy slippers."Thanks for this John," she said. "I bought a shower and told Frankie I'd fit it myself. He hasn't stopped laughing. So. D’Lon came from Atlanta. He was a whiz and earned a full scholarship. Adrion grew up in another small Alabama town. He was also smart and a baseball player. He earned partial academic and athletic scholarships. They met during freshman orientation and solidified their friendship in their shared intro to computer science class the first semester. From their sophomore year until graduation they were roommates.D’Lon and Adrion were true computer geeks and had excelled in their studies. They shared.