”Despite his unresolved shock at what she’d done, he couldn’t help but laugh. A few minutes of tricky navigation later, he tried again. “I did...’t mean the clever way you parried all those terribly awkward approaches, I mean...”“She is awful at it, isn’t she?” Wendy interrupted. “It makes me wonder if the poor old bag has ever actually had a proper seeing-to from another woman. Well, one that she didn’t pay for.”“Harsh, but probably accurate. Still, she’s not that unattractive. If she didn’t try. As we kissed, I became aware that something was missing ... her bra."Bethie, you forgot your bra," I whispered in her ear as we hugged. She let go, stood back and asked, "Like my new look?" What do you think?" I said, nodding down to the bulge in my pants. Ah, we were off to a perfect start.When we got to her room, Lauren was there and she gave us both kisses and handed us a fancy bottle of chilled champagne and two glasses and told us to enjoy our weekend, she'd see Beth on Monday. She then. So once again, I found myself confronted by Sam's long cock. I peeled his foreskin back and started to lick the large purple head. Before long, he was pressing it against my lips and slowly he pushed it into my mouth. I sucked him for some time and I could tell that he was getting really excited as he was trying to push himself deeper into my mouth. He put his hands behind my head and pulled me further towards him. Suddenly, he started to moan and I realised that he was going to come in my. .I was devastated.. Would I ever see him again?Many days and nights were spent thinking about that afternoon, the afternoon of lovemaking and lust...My loneliness grew and masturbation was just placating me, but I needed to touch another and be touched.I had not heard from my boyfriend in months and so I moved on...I wanted to give another blow job.. a really good blow job..I had met other men, but I was not interested in any of themThey did not have my boyfriends touch or smile.One night I was.