I told him how lucky he was to have none of my worldly concerns. After all, I was his entire world. All he had to do is make me happy. I missed my pet...while I was away at college. I visited home as often as I could. I felt more than a bit guilty that I rushed home not to see my family, but to see my loyal pet. I was crushed when, in the middle of my junior year, he died. A part of me died also. I felt guilt at not being with him for the last two and one half years or even at the end. I had to. ." she started."Are you asking how Alan and I have sex, honey?" Martha asked."Yeah. I want to know how to make a guy happy in bed. I know how to do it, but how do you do it to make them happy?" she asked."I'm not like Paula Reynold's–'Put Out Paula' we call her. I haven't slept with every guy that crosses my path like she does. I just want to know how to make a guy like me and want to have sex with me." Martha looked at her daughter's face. She could see the sincerity in her eyes... and the. God how I love for a man to hold my head and use my mouth for his pleasure. He collapsed back on the bed when he was done and I pulled my head up and swallowed his load and looked at him and said “Tasty” and proceeded to lick his cock clean. He pushed my head away and said “It’s a bit sensitive and I need a minute”. He then pushed me onto my back and grabbed my shorts and underwear and pulled them off of me as he got between my knees and proceeded to lick my cock as I had licked his. “I. His name was Keith and he worked in the hospitality industry. He had quite an unpretentious way about him too, and he made her relax and open up to him. Keith paid her compliments in ways she hadn't experienced in years. He was so good that it took her time to realize he was flirting withher. Kathy was so flattered and decided to go with the flow. Everything was going great then she had a Freudian slip. "What do you want from me Keith?" She regretted the words as soon as they left her lips, but.