I suckled that cock that day long and hard. I would bring him almost to the brink of knee shaking orgasm then stop. He had began moaning as I worked h...s cock and I learned what he liked by when I worked my lips on certain places on his cock. I love to hear a man verbalize their joy as I suckle their cock. I heard him quietly plea for me to allow him to blow his hot load down my throat. I buried his man root down deep my mouth and lips wide open and using the back of my throat began to suckle. But now, knowing what she knew about herself and the way she could respond to a man like Greg, was she sure that was still true? Despite any bitterness Julie might have harbored toward Greg, did Julie believe she could go the rest of her life without ever knowing those heights of ecstasy again? And who else but Greg could take her there? Sure, there might be plenty of other men who could, but Julie wasn’t about to start hopping from bed to bed in search of such a man. She was either going to. She doesn't need to baby sit you."I grabbed hold of the bars, and pulled myself up. This time, I put my better leg forward. I also spent more time releasing my hand hold. One step.The second step had me tearing up from the pain.The third was better. Rationally I could understand that the leg with full cast would be worse. Emotionally, I didn't like it one bit.I was halfway down the row, after spending ten minutes getting that far, when I heard a familiar voice."I didn't think he'd be walking. I was desperate for it by the time he got there, hoping he was as eager as me. We sat down and had a drink first, talking about casual things. I squirmed in my chair and found it hard to concentrate on anything but the thought of sex. I wanted his cock deep up my arse again; I wanted to feel as good as I had a few weeks ago. I continued to think of it and felt dampness between my legs as we casually sat there talking. He leaned forward and touched me, running his hand up my leg. I pressed my.