I had noticed girls at school and in the locker room, but it didn’t really occur to me that there could be something more than friendship between gi...ls. That world of lesbians was totally outside of my reality. It was strictly for ‘them’ on TV or the internet. But not anymore. And I found myself thinking about it more and more. I started watching my friends at school more closely. Watching my female teachers more closely. And looking at my mom, her friends, and especially Margie in a. It was an interesting half-year, to say the least. She often reminded me of the Helen Reddy song, “Angie Baby”.About a month into her stay she met me at the door and said in a voice loud enough for the neighbors to hear, “I want your sperm.” Shit, I couldn’t get the front door closed fast enough. She has NO filters. “You what?” I asked.“I’m craving male sperm. I need to suck you off.”Holy, fuck! She didn’t wait for me to agree; she just dropped to her knees in front of me, opened my jeans. "Candy tells me you don't know what we publish, is that right?" Caroline asked me."Well, yes." I replied defensively "The college made all the arrangements, but they didn't tell me anything about the company." You'd better come along with me," Caroline grinned "I'll give you the guided tour on the way to my office then I'll explain what we do over a cup of coffee. Candy, can you arrange for a name badge to be at my office in say twenty minutes." Will do Caroline." Candy smiled "I'll see you. She started stroking her long fat uncircumsized cock andthe camera did a close up of that gorgeous piece of meat as she rolledthe foreskin back revealing the bulbous silky head. It was a work of art.She was drooling pre-cum and drops were even dripping onto her nylons. Istroked faster and knew when she would hit her peak because I had watchedthis video dozens of times and I knew how to time it. She started moaningand stroking faster and she and I came at exactly the same time, mefilling the tip.