My situation was for sure unique, that by any standard. I actually felt good about being inside for my woman. Now all I had to do was survive for the ...ext nineteen years.I did get my visit from Blake in July ‘73. He seemed something. I guess he felt bad for me. Hell, I know for a fact that he felt bad for me. He told me about his business. He told me that Ava had indeed quit her job and while she was eternally sad about my situation, she was coping rather well. According to Blake, she even. She had the best of the lips and ass in town. From the day I saw Priya, the only thing I had in mind was how to fuck her. She was open minded and always talked about sex to me but when it came having sex, she always used to say no to me saying that she never saw me in that way. But she used to talk about being fucked by her colleagues and managers at work.It was late October, when I bought a new car, I invited Priya for a drive and treat on the occasion of my new car. It was around 8:00 p.M.. I nuzzled his smooth-shaven skin, enjoying the smells of our combined lovemaking with just a hint of fresh soap in the background. He was rock hard and pulsing, but he knew this wasn't me sucking him to completion, it was my greeting, re-acquainting myself with a very dear, intimate friend. I swirled around the rim of his helmet before dipping softly into his hole that was weeping perfect little gel-crystals for me. Then I lifted my head and looked deep into his piercing blue eyes. I could see. I reached over and started stroking his cock to full hardness - I had never felt or seen such a long cock. He lays back and said man you are great at hand jobs - I said yeah I've had plenty of practice on my own. He asks if I want to go further and try sucking his cock. I said I feel like I owe you after blowing me. So I scooted down and start licking from his nut sack all the way along the underside of his cock up to his head. It was so hot and the skin was silky smooth. I then put my mouth.