Good job. You're a fucking great little cock sucker and always have been." he said, "Open your throat more. I need to get this thing all the way down ...ou. A dirty girl like you deserves to choke on a stiff cock. I'll bet you sucked off a lot of guys in school like this, didn't you?"Amy struggled to do as he ordered. "That's it. That's better. You love sucking cock, don't you?" he said with a grunt. "I might let you breathe a little later if you keep doing it this well."Amy could feel herself. She became businesslike. "But I was going to call you tonight. I can't speed up our breakup ... I think we have to postpone it."I frowned into the phone. "Why?"To my relief she didn't tease me any further about why I was in such a hurry."Well ... I just found out that Alan is going to be out of town with my dad for the rest of the month. I kind of need him here to really sell it; you know, make it believable." Oh." Yeah ... I'm sorry." She paused, and I could hear laughter in her voice when she. " You'll never get past her, will you?" he teased. "Too bad you're not ten years older. Maybe she'd go for a younger man." He grinned."I thought we were going to do homework," I groused."Right here." He held up the book bag. "Do you need to go beat off first?" He snickered.I pushed him.He pushed me back, of course, and my feet got tangled up. I protected the camera automatically when I fell, landing on my shoulder and rolling to my back. I ended up right in front of her door, and when I looked. "It was the first time she'd ever called him Jack, everyone called him Kirby and it felt strange calling him by his first name. It was kind of akin to calling a Formula One driver by his first name, they were always referred to as 'Schumacher' or 'Montoya', never 'Michael' or 'Juan Pablo', and it had that air of strangeness attached. Calling him John also held a certain amount of intimacy and closeness that had seemingly materialized the moment he'd opened the door, and both of them picked up.