I remember how hot it was how he stood there in front of me and pulled down the band of his gray sweatpants and white briefs to expose his cock and le... me take it into my mouth. He fucked my face quickly and popped a load, before wishing me a good day (it was just about sunrise when all this went on) and I went on my way home.I also remember this really hot guy who came over very early in the morning, two days before my parents had gotten home. He came in a black jogging suit and looked very. Now it was hard to see it as anything other than triumphal. It hadn't been long before the corresponding male symbol had appeared on graffiti. A Mars symbol but with the arrow pointing down like a flaccid penis. There was one here alongside the poster, in chipped white paint on the soot stained brick.James punched his personnel number into the clock-in pad and scanned his ident card as he went inside. The corridor was gloomy, lit by only one naked bulb. At least the room beyond was warm and, by. His enormous cock stuck swayed from side to side as he walked toward me. He pulled me to my feet and ripped my clothes off me. He sat me on the edge of the couch and stood there with that huge pecker in my face. Suck it slut! He ordered me. Suck my cock! I took it in my mouth and began do gently roll it in my mouth. Suck it harder! I obeyed. It was really a mouthful. At first I was put off by his giving me order, but soon I began to get really turned on. Pull my balls slut! No not towards. ”“That’s the same thing you said about Bethany’s rapist,” she said.I nodded, “In some ways I feel like we’re fifteen again. There’s someone who’s done violence to Bethany and I’m helping her through it.”“The first time was a dress rehearsal for this time. The two events are different, but require the same skills, well, minus her chosen solution for the first time.”“That will not happen. Of all the mistakes I could make in my life, I’m not going to make that one. The last thing Bethany needs.