Those you can pick up later if you need to. But some of them are huge things that you’ll need for the rest of your life.“You grew up. That’s for...sure. You had to. But you missed so many of life’s lessons. Your first loss was a crushing loss--your mother. I hate to say this, but you’ll never get over losing your mother. It’ll get easier but there will always be times that you miss her.”Brock nodded. He was still waiting for it to get easier but he understood what Leslie was saying.“The second. "Come on over here where we can be comfortable," she said, pulling Jenny to her feet. "I know something we can do to relax and get you ready for your wedding."Jenny could feel her face turning hot again. She hoped that Brandy wanted to do what she was thinking. She followed Brandy to the couch willingly, even though she was still a little nervous.Brandy unbuttoned her top and slipped out of her brief uniform skirt. Before Jenny could do more than blink, the beautiful bar owner was completely. It was in the mid 90's and he was dressed in dark long sleeve clothes.I pulled in for gas and watched him from across the street. He was sitting and rocking on a milk crate. I felt sorry for him and also was turned on by him.I paid for my gas and got a handful of singles with an icee drink and a bag of chips and a sandwich. I pulled out but timed it so no one was gonna be behind me quickly. I rolled down the window and made eye contact. he said I thought you'd stop. I said really. he said yeah. Grasping his cock firmly in my hand, I tilted it upward enough for me to lower my mouth on it: first the head, my tongue swirling the same way he’d done for me, and then down an inch or so. Back up toward the tip, sucking slightly, and tasting precum for the first time in my life. It was like nothing I’d ever tasted before, salty, heavy on the tongue, not at all unpleasant. I moved down again, a little farther this time, and Steve moaned. Again and again I moved up and down, testing my limit,.