What had Carol done thelast time she had paid him, I wondered.Barbara spoke up, "I'm sure that Carol would love to pay by the samemethod." I looked at...her to see her smiling at me. "If I remember, she gaveyou head, didn't she?" Did I hear Barbara correctly? I looked at Al to seehim grinning and nodding his head."Carol, go back to the store room with Al like you did last time, I'll waitout here. I'm sure you love birds will want to be alone."I wanted to run, screaming, from the room, but the. Nicolette wanted the world to see.“Michael,” she moaned. “Michael, do it. Fuck me, Michael... fuck me!“Instead of the hard thrust forward that she so desperately needed, the demon quarterback responded with a hard slap to her ass, and chuckled in response to her frustrated grunt.They stood there for what felt like years, Michael’s thick cock sliding up and down her wet lips, teasing her, practically daring her to bend her muscular legs and impale herself onto him.But she wouldn’t. He’d told her. ”“Donna’s a lot like you. She’s always rubbing herself too. Don’t you want to know what her crotch smells like?”I put them up to my nose and took a sniff. It smelled like girls perfume or deodorant and my cum. I pulled them away real fast and gave him a wondering look.“Don’t you like the smell of pussy?”“Yeah, I like it. It just smelled a little weird, that’s all.”“Oh, you know what pussy smells like? Now you’re an expert on pussy?”“No..I just, here look,” and I put them back up to my nose and. An explanation was necessary. "Charlie proposed to Debra last night. They needed some privacy. Megan stayed over at the apartment."He had a knack for the obvious. "You slept together, didn't you?" Technically, yes. We slept in the same bed, but nothing happened. I've slept with lots of girls without having sex with them ... well, two, no, make that three," I said, counting Wanda, Patricia, and remembering my nights with Marcie.Victor was cracking up, and since I didn't think he would ever.