I dealt with him enough throughout high school. It was senior year, and I was still dealing with him! He was one pompous asshole. Black and lean with ...irm, hard muscles and muscular thighs, Marcus was a multisport all-state athlete, played defensive back in football, and he was lauded for it. He liked to call himself ‘Primetime’ after some old football player by the name of Dion Sanders or somebody. Pardon my French, but it was so fucking annoying to walk around the school and hear everybody. Both she and her sister looked at me unusually intense.John pulled me aside. "Mrs. Dalton and her daughter are perfect for you to get wet. A lot of money here."Daughter? I glanced at the women.John read my mind. "Money buys beauty and face lifts." Are you sure you want me to serve them?" I said frightened. I didn't want to mess up with such a wealthy customer."She's just a tease and Amanda's just like her. Just give them what they want." Have a seat, Nick," said Mrs. Dalton as I approached.With. I left from there in 2 minutes and later bumped into my bhabhi during lunch.Bhabi – what happened devarji ,who was that girl you were staring at as if you will eat her Me – nah bhabi nothing. Just a good looking girlBhabi – ok tell me do you like the girlMe- yes but I don’t know who she is and what’s her nameBhabi – you leave that to me ..I know the way you were looking at the girl.Me – c’mon bhabi now pls don’t pull my legBhabi – sonakshi…She called out loud from the buffet area to someone. I wanted more cum.I whispered to him: “Come on, come on, more, give me more”And he did. A glorious spurt of cum covered my face as I kept jerking his cock. Thick, white and deliciously salty. I put his dick back in my mouth, as he twitched the last drops out.I turned my head to my right to take a look in the street as I licked the head of his big cock, I saw someone was looking through a window in the house on the other side of the street...A normal person would have panicked, but I was a.