He'd worship my feet, then I'd lie back with my crotchover the edge of the throne and imperiously crook my finger at him. He'd crawl forward and then,...half-standing, half-crouchingapologetically, he'd fuck me. What some men need to do to get off!This client had the thickest cock I have ever seen, Loretta. Itwas like a baseball bat. He always left my pussy swollen andstretched wide, and his spunk was a thick, viscous fluid he'd pumpinto me for what seemed forever. It took forever to ooze. He never even noticed that half the time she didn't come back with anything.She met Damian on Sunday also. When she realized that one day a week of hard throbbing cum filled poundings wouldn't be enough she suddenly had the urge to go religious, something she knew Sean would never go for, and besides, it gave him more time for his video games.It wasn't a complete lie. She was down on her knees worshipping at the altar of Damian's giant cock before he baptized her with his cum.Sean would always. Monday, I was back in class, and things were back to being hectic again. I presented Jerry with his new sombrero at lunch time, having kept it in the trunk of my car until I got a chance to see him. He seemed touched that I'd brought something back from my trip for him, and asked me questions about both Tijuana and Disneyland.Jerry had formed a new friendship with another student named Henry Stiles. Henry was not as openly gay as Nigel had been, but he was definitely a homosexual. Being a boy's. But, if the people scanning the pictures missed it, which they did sometimes, the image of Amber with her big breasts exposed would come available for everyone else who had been on the ride to see.She did this most often when it had been Mark she was sitting next to on the ride. When the images made it through, they were met at first by gasps and points at the screens, followed by smiles at Amber and dirty looks at Mark for being the kind of father who wasn't scolding his daughter (even though.