Looking up at you and grinning I crawled on my hands and knees to the edge of the bed, you took your opportunity and grabbing my hips, buried yourself...deep inside of me. Using your thumb to stroke my clit, you slammed your hard cock into me over and over again, making me repeatedly moan your name. Pulling away, I pushed you down on your back on the bed and straddled you. Lowering myself slowly onto your swollen gland, I rocked my hips in sloppy figure eights, teasing and tantalizing you. These were delicious women. These were succulent women of class and culture, objects of beauty to behold, and I became ever so careful to please them in every way possible while I had the chance, because I knew at the pit of me that I was different. I wasn’t like the others. And in no small way, they knew I was different too. Even the ugly girls in the school tried to look like these women but failed miserably. They gave their men blow jobs in the bathrooms, but they were simply dumped for the. I wasn’t affected because I had undetectable filters in each nostril. Also, without me knowing the individuals that were affected, I was not able to determine how far they went to make the feelings stop. ‘Had the guy sucked dick before, were the girls exhibitionists prior to today’?It was still great to watch, even to a point of me dropping my shorts and beating off like there was no tomorrow! The guy getting his dick sucked had a huge orgasm and within seconds was apparently feeling guilty and. I would often jerk off to the thought of Jake's lips around my cock as I gently fucked his mouth. "Why don't you lie down?", which I did and then sweetly asked, "Could I ask you to just give me a little rub down in my lower back? It usually helps." "Sure", he said. Before I knew it, I was on my back in only my gym shorts and the hot Jake was rubbing my lower back. "Could you also go a little lower, my ass is a little tight and it's hard to sit". He hesitantly lowered his hands to where he.