Mazzar scanned his surroundings, making sure that nobody else was in the area. It was doubtful, as the young woman's home was on the edge of town, far...from anywhere that honest folk would be moving about this time of night, unless they were leaving town or coming to this house.As he pulled something from his pocket, Mazzar's face split into a wide grin. The spying glass had cost him dearly to liberate from the locker where the magistrate kept confiscated items, but it was still far cheaper than. Scott was incredibly handsome. Thin and muscular, with a charming face, preppy style, and amazing cologne. Just my type. I knew I had to have him.I made sure to sit beside him again at our next class. We became pretty good friends actually. We would carpool to class, get drinks afterwards, sometimes hang out and watch movies together. We flirted nonstop, although it took forever to make a real move.The first time we hooked up was just like out of a movie. Well, a porn movie maybe.******We were. Beforeswallowing it he rolled the globule around his mouth and under histongue. After it had sank down his throat he would search the corners ofhis mouth and the nooks of his gums for any stray particles. Finding nonehe could only take solace in the memory of the experience. This was asmall comfort indeed.With another dejected exhlation through his nose he rolled silently offthe bed, gripping the sheets once again and creating a small whistle ashe rapelled to the floor. With an unconscious. His cock was grotesquely sticking out at me. It was large. Not larger than you but larger than my husband's. It looked aggressive and menacing like it could inflect pain. It had an even larger purple head like it was demanding attention. I thought that maybe I didn't want to be doing this. How could I get out of it?"I looked up at Mr. Hamilton. He was holding his shirt tails up so he could see me as he was looking down at me. He looked like he was very pleased with me and I didn't want to.