As I woke up she noticed and said “Damn, I’m sorry I didn’t think you would wake up.” “No, I’m glad I did,” I responded. She smiled an... kept on sucking my dick. As she twirled her tongue around the head of my dick I started to moan in ecstasy, loving every second of the first real blowjob I had ever received. It had been maybe 5 or 6 minutes when I let her know, not sure why but some sort of deep down man instinct to let her know. “I’m Cumming!” I told her. She kept sucking rubbing the. "Donna refuses to becalled my steady, even though she admits she doesn't go out with anyoneelse." It's you who embarrasses the poor girl, not us," spoke up Mrs. Thomasas I felt another blush coming to my face. "Don't listen to him," sheadded for my benefit. "Let's go right in the house now. Dinner is justready to come out of the oven."The meal was delicious and I tried to hold up my end of theconversation, but I could not help wondering why Mark had brought me.These people must have known Susan. It has been edited and improved (I hope). I’ll let you, the reader, be the judge of its quality. * On a particularly warm, sunny Saturday afternoon in July, Tom Blanton met Jenny McGuire at Ingrid and Steve Inhalt’s house party. It was a small party with only eighteen invited guests. The excuse was the sixth anniversary of the completion of the renovation of their house. Of course the builders, Tony Blanton, sons Tom and Vinnie were invited, along with their families. Vinnie begged off,. “What is it sweetie?”, I said, finding myself moving closer to her. “I just wanted to say thank you”, she said. “You’ve just been so nice.” I smiled. “Well, it’s my job to be welcoming.” Ashley looked straight into my eyes. “Well, you’re very good at it.” There was an awkward silence, we just looked at each other for what seemed like forever. My eyes became lost in hers as I felt myself walk toward her. She had me entranced as I found myself dangerously close to her. I felt my hands wrap.