As I finished my drink, I said I needed to go to the ladies’ room.Tom said he also would go and we both headed to the back of the pub; but he entere... the men’s room, I followed him...I smiled at him as I reached for his crotch and unzipped his fly. Tom had a huge nice cock. It popped out of his trousers now, semi erect.I immediately fell to my knees and began sucking the thick head.My lover let out a soft moan as I worked on his growing dick with my eager tongue. I had been going at it for a. We both know that if you hadn’t been the cool guy you are, on finding I wasn’t a virgin, would have kept pushing in. I wouldn’t have stopped you. I wanted you to keep going each time and I still want to feel it inside me so badly that I want to do it right here and now. I’m so glad I got to meet the super nice guy Emily has raved about since she came home completely cured. She was always our school’s own ray of sunshine that brighten even the darkest moods of everyone in the room, no matter how. He began to ease them down as she lifted her hips to make his job easier. Once they were off, he continued his explorations. His tongue gently explored the top of that valley, re-acquainting him with her knotted nub, which he flicked over until she mewled with lust and want. Denise spread her taut-skinned thighs, encouraging him to seek the very depths of her femininity. She sensed his tongue, rather than felt it, as it tentatively eased between her engorged outer lips and into the heated. "Fred eyed Jeff's replenished plate of navy beans, creamed potatoes with gravy, turnip greens with hot pepper sauce, another breast of southern fried chicken, and... his third piece of cornbread. "Jeff if I ate half as much as you, in a month, I couldn't walk through that door," he said motioning.As everyone turned to Jeff, he looked up with an almost deer-in-the-headlights expression, his fork-full of creamed potatoes on its way to his mouth. Helen, coming to his defense, said "If he didn't.