Leke uske ghr pahuch gaya.Woh hot pants aur crop top me bahot bhayankar sexy lag rahi thi.Maine usse chocolate chips aur beer diya. Woh bahot khush ho...ayi aur mujhe gale laga ke kiss karne lagi.2-3 minutes kiss ke baad usne mujhe sofa pe baithne bola aur woh kitchen me chali gayi mere liye paani lane. Mai uske peeche peeche kitchen me gaya aur usse peeche se zor se pakad liya aur apna khada lund uski gaand se sata diya.Woh halka sa moan ki aur boli, “Mai bahot din se iss sham ka intezar kar. I don’t need you as a friend, I need you as a Fleshlite, a substitute pussy.” His cock is too much. He’s too big, too thick for my inexperienced throat. I pull off him, coughing and gagging. When I stop coughing, he rams his cock back past my lips and back into my mouth. His dick is leaking pre-cum like crazy and I could taste it, salty and sweet. So much precum spills from his slit, I feel like I’m drowning. It filled my mouth and reflexively, I swallowed. The action of my throat muscles. I feel the man begin to lick me. Moaning he looks up and says…Delicious. Then dives back in. My senses are on over load. Gasping as I cum for his feasting. Moaning John pulls my shirt up over my head and I am now finally naked before them all. Taking my hand Scotty leads me to their room. I shiver as I feel their eyes on me. Still feeling the alcohol in my system, I stumble a bit as I lay on the bed. John lay beside me as he took my breast in his hand. Pinching my nipple he kissed me. As I lay. "You know, I'm not sure I'm up for this," said Martha. Echoing my thoughts. "I wanted so badly to see it tonight, but after the wait, the theatre is going to be packed. If we get in..." I was thinking the same thing. There'll be other times," I offered. We started back and were inspired to stop for a drink on the way."Disappointed?" I asked."I missed out on my date," said Martha."Oh, I think you can spare this one," I replied."There's where you're wrong," she offered. Oops! I was beginning to.