As though the Raiderette co-captain had become a zombie and was making a snack of my index andmiddle fingers. However, instead of a bone-snapping crun...h, I heard andfelt someone begin to suckle.Cori drove with one hand while the other continued to slide my fingersin and out of her mouth as if she were giving them head. She moanedsoftly, eyes only semi-focused on the road. A panel truck, the sidebearing the name of a local moving company, honked its horn repeatedlyas we drifted across the yellow. A bad one at first was that their dicks would go limp, but theyovercame that quickly! What they did was this: since the horniness was was still in full effectthey used among other things cock rings and a whole lot of jerking(which is the actual edging)to get their dicks hard again. When they had achieved they would keep on slowly masturbatingtheir dicks (edging) right up until the edge of an orgasm and then stop and let that moment ebbaway and then start all over again!!! Their goal was to. He also paid honest money for their services and he never tried to stiff them. In return, the women allowed him more liberties than they did with most other patrons. Thus, at age twenty-three, Pelle the Collier knew more about women than most unmarried and even married men in his village.He went straight for the Red Cockerel. They offered a good supper in the common room and Pelle preferred to eat supper with the girl he picked for a night. The girl, Elsa by name, was a new one. She was young. I needed to sweeten the deal further.“Alright, how about this. Let’s play a game. An easy one. Truth or dare. I ask you a question and you give me the truth. Then you get to ask me a question, and if I refuse, I’ll do a dare. Does that sound fair?”Another long moment. “Deal.”I smiled, and then repeated my question. “So what should we call you? What name would you prefer?”“My name is Jewan… But every calls me Big J. Or just J. Use that. Big J.”I smiled to him. “Thank you. Now that didn’t hurt,.