Even having a memory-foam mattress didn't stop me from blinking awake whenever she moved or rolled over, and—though I never asked—it's entirely po...sible she had the same problem. Fortunately both of us are relatively motionless sleepers, and as the weeks passed I got used to it.When we awoke, of course there was the opportunity to do things again, but I had to make another embarrassing confession: there is, simply put, something wrong with my cock. Since before my ill-fated night with that one. I gently start sucking, my head slowly bobbing on his cock. The moans he elicits permits me to increase the pace."Oh God, I'm gonna cum, Mara! Holy shit this feels great!" Scott moans loudly. No sooner said, hot streams of cum shoot into my mouth. I swallow the thick substance and slide my mouth off his big cock, breathing heavily and smiling up at him. He smiles back at me and pulls me off my knees."How did you learn to do that?" Scott asks me, clearly amazed at my cocksucking skills."I don't. "Not here Chad, let's go in the laundry room, where we won't get caught." I said.I led Chad to the laundry room where he proceeded to pull his pants down and push me onto my knees. Now I had been deflowered the month before but Mike had educated me in the art of the blow job for months before that. I was good, he enjoyed it so I knew that Chad would as well. Chad, however, was MUCH bigger than Mike. I was afraid that I would gag on his uncut, long, fat cock. I didn't gag even though he pushed. ‘Not one word.’ I lowered myself a little more and kissed her again, this time our mouths parting slightly, our tongues slipping through each other’s lips. I’m sure she felt my passion in more than one way, part of it was making itself known in a swelling below my waist, now pressing into the heat of her loins. I reached to Julia’s shoulders and carefully slid the spaghetti straps down and off her delicate arms, her slip now gathered in a wrap around the softness of her stomach. With that I.