Mel told her wife she was sorryabout no coffee this morning and would make it tomorrow.Jane smiled and said it was fine, it was Monday morning. She ...henkissed her husband on the cheek and told her, "Go get them tiger!"Mel was a little surprised at how different Jane was acting. It was notthat Jane was supportive, James was amazing at how encouraging he wasfor Mel to follow her dreams. It was just different, Jane was deferringto her. Mel actually felt like she was in the lead of the. Yet, we didn’t interact that much in high school unless we were talking on Facebook. She was the prom queen. I ran for prom king, I really didn't try (Why? I just wanted to say I ran for prom king). We graduated together with honors, I think. We were cool. I thought I had other female friends that I knew better than her at that point. That is where we went our separate ways. I went to college in town. She didn’t.A few years later, I was on campus on break in between classes when I saw a. Since she obviously wasn't used to handling it, I assumed there was a husband or boyfriend who drove it. She told me she wanted it in the garage, next to the car that was already in there. Since it was pointed out at the street, we were able to back it in with me steering to get it inside and placed the way she wanted it without scratching the car.She thanked me and said, "Can I get you anything? Some water?'I smiled and said, "No, thanks." How about a blow job, she said?" OK, I could go for. Smooth, yet bumpy from the thick veins that road mapped up and down it. My jaw was extended to the max due to his girth, and I thanked God he wasn’t too long. Gagging on him would have done me in. He settled into a slow, steady rhythm as he fucked my mouth. Between thrusts, when his nut sac covered my eyes, I could glance over and watch as Inge and Karen swapped my load, letting it drool on their chins and breasts and licking off the congealing cream. I found myself strangely turned on by the.