”Putting her lip back over the tip of my cock she locked down again. As her tongue moved over the head small drops of precum made its way to the tip... Each time Joyce tasted it she would moan her approval. Her hands continued to massage my balls and then I felt her mouth begin to move, taking more of my hard cock.In the last few years I had often fantasized at getting a blow job from Joyce. She had what I thought was a small mouth. Now I am no “Johnny Holmes” My cock is a little over seven. Titillating. It was so far from my life and all the things I was dealing with." Well, we'll revisit that in a bit. Lets get back to the chronology." Right. Ok, so the day I go to stage – move in some new furniture, move some of his out into his storage unit in the base of the building – he was there. And I tried. I did. I tried to just get the job done and not respond. But once the job was done, he offered me a beer, I took it, he offered me his cock, and I took that too. We never even kissed. The first time she had sucked him – on the set of 'Interludes' – she had managed only two or three inches. Now she could get almost half of in. She didn't even gag much when she tried to take him deeper. But she could tell readily that he enjoyed her oral efforts. He appreciated the efforts she went to please him – and he returned them.Other guys she had known didn't go down on her much. She couldn't understand it because they all wanted blowjobs. If they did go down on her, they lacked. The caution from another girl caused her to stop and she looked over at me as if she had forgotten I was there. All the lights went out. “The generator has failed,” one of the girls said. “It happens often. We just need to wait for a short time.” It was pitch black inside the room. The girls seemed excited by the blackout and talked among themselves loudly. It sounded like a girls’ school, but I couldn’t follow anything they were saying – as soon as mother/matron left they had resumed.