The silhouettes of their running bodies in the dusk often evoked a sense of heroicism in me, that sense of golden masculinity, strong, powerful, ready...to conquer the world, which I myself lack. At the age of fifteen, I was thin and had a rather pale, melancholic complexion. My natural air of melancholy was often mistaken for unhappiness caused by some trouble, hence my fellow students always tried to cheer me up in vain. I knew exactly the cause of this melancholy: I was in love, not with a. Obviously, I did not need a date but I thought it would be fun to watch. I checked to make sure Brittany was not one of the celebrities being auctioned. I asked who we were bidding on and she gave me a big smile. There were six local celebrities and the night progressed with a lot of good-natured fun and some future dinner dates.The final celebrity was Amy. I had known her for several years. Last year we had dated for a few months. She was a local news anchor, early thirties, recently divorced,. She pulled his slick cock out of her wet lips and started to slowly rub it with both hands. She told him that when he came she wanted him to cum in her mouth but she wanted him to see it all. As she began to stroke his long prick more he told her to go faster and faster, he was getting ready to cum. Oh my god, oh my god he kept repeating until he finally started to squirt his cum all over her face. She lifted her mouth but it was too late, he grabbed her by her hair and shoved his gigantic cock. I asked her to wait and then I stood up and put my crotch near her face and told her to do it slowly and comfortably. She looked at it and then said to me, “Back in our day, we had no porn and we never figured out a blowjob, you people are given so much by the internet”. She first kissed it gently and I could feel her trying to smell it. It was a bit weird. Then she went ahead and licked it a little. Right after she did so, she said, “It’s a bit salty”.And then she opened her mouth wide and.