He walked up to his chair and sat down, motioning me to come as well. “Where should I sit?” I asked. “Oh, in here,” he pointed under his desk... “Come on now.” I guess I should have seen it coming, but I was still nervous nonetheless. I gingerly walked over, slowly got on my knees, and carefully crawled under his desk. It was quite spacious down there, and I was able to sit on my knees for what it was inevitably leading up to. He glided into the desk and started to unbuckle his pants. The carpet. Older, bigger, smaller, Indian, Black, White, Latin. You name it! It was like a cock smorgasbord for me. When Id sit in my car, guys would cruise slowly by in their cars and if there was an attraction, Id follow them somewhere dark and blow them in their car. Or, theyd walk by my car and look in, so Id have them get in and wed talk a few minutes and then soon I would take us somewhere out of the way to suck them off. Some would suck my cock, too, but back then I was a total bottom slut and. I could have held her all night but her hands were all over me and mine were doing likewise. I thought back to our first date and how it turned out to be completely different than what I expected. And here I was on Sharon’s bed, kissing her and groping her body. Breathing heavily, I pulled her sweater up and off. ‘I have such little boobs,’ she stated. The coyness of her voice and demeanor were intoxicating. ‘You have beautiful breasts,’ I soothed, gazing at the toned, muscular appearance of. Grunting loudly through the gag she tenses pushing up on my hands so I grip her upper chest, a soft squeal as she seems to ride another orgasm so I increase the tens another notch her twitches increase. Martie Breathe Deep I tell her her body expanding to take in the air my hands at her waist pinching and pulling without response, this tells me she is way up and ready to cum good so I increase the tens again and set to a longer time between pulses with groups. Long shivers as she breathes then.