This was not going to end this way. He wouldn’t let it. He swatted her arm away from his neck. ‘Ooh, there we go! Now put up your fists, come on...’ Mike raised his fists. He hopped from foot to foot. He strained his mind, focusing through the blur and the dizziness, focusing on her. He roared and shot a punch, she sidestepped and sunk a fist into his abs. But he wasn’t about to take another beatdown. He wrapped his arms around her and dove forward, bringing her down to the floor on her back. He looked up at me. I blushed and left to get coffee. Our meeting was extra long that morning.Things progressed from there and one day I mentioned that my current boyfriend had complained about me only wanting to give him head and not sex. I told John that I loved giving blowjobs to men and had since I gave my first BJ at 12 to a high school senior in a park. This is when it happened John said my boyfriend was lucky that his wife never sucked him. I told him that I would love to do it for him.. He moaned while I took his dick deep inside, and then back. I thought it was a refreshing time break for me, from breathing his stinky balls, but I was kinda wrong. With my nose buried in his pubic hair, I had no choice for air but the smell of his own groin, all the time while I did my very best servicing his dick and keeping it comfortable and happy in my warm, wet mouth, until he filled it with his semen."Swallow", he later commandedI obeyed, letting his spit I'd been holding and my mouth. Aged twenty six, Lorena was about to fulfilher ambition. Looking though the crowd that seemed tohave materialised from nowhere she watched for thegates of the compound to open, allowing the contingentto make its way to the assembly point for theprocession that would start of the first day of MardiGras. It was not easy to see from her position, lookingthrough horse’s legs, people with flamboyant costumesof flowing material, people with almost nothing onexcept a head dress, and at the lead.