Thank God for my boots, they cost hundreds of units and it was all I had and most of my Dad's savings. But without good footwear I just couldn't survi...e. There is a gang that makes shoes and boots, they are pretty but no good in my job. The girls that wear them are usually members of the sex gangs. I stay well clear of them, some people say they take girls and use them for sex and hurt them. I'm told their leader is very tall and beautiful. I have never seen her but some have caught sight of. Mike showed up that night at around ten in his sexy workout shorts and tanktop. He couldn't believe he was doing this but his dick was getting hardthinking about the blowjob. He wasn't turned on by the guys, but thatmouth felt so good and was able to take his big fat eleven and a halfinches all the way down. None of his bitches could do that.David greeted Mike at the rec room and told him that his grandpa would bedown in an hour. They play a little pool and they gave Mike a few shots. My eyes are closed tight. my imagination is in overdrive as I hold onto all the sensations the unit has enabled within me. What if it could come? Would I swallow?A little later I put it to what must have always been intended as its primary use. First, I tentatively begin to stimulate my clitoris. Oh my God! It is good for that. I hold it tight in place and it seems to vibrate in my hand, but it is so much more than that. My pelvis can’t help but twitch as this beautiful touching send waves of. .he even said it felt good while I was sucking him...so, we talked about this for a while....and Vic and I planed to do something about it...this coming weekend.The weekend came.....we did what we do every weekend....hang-out at the mall with my family....catch a movie...and stuff....then that night....when we went to my room...The first thing I did was hugged him from behind and kissed his neck.....I told him I so glad that I don't have to hide it from him anymore.....He felt the same way.