‘Now breathe from your nose and try to swallow it. My gag reflexes were less frequent but I still couldn’t do it. Tears were running down my face ...nd I was only swallowing half of it, I felt like my lips were about to rip open. ‘Come on just hold it there, good girl.’ I felt Cassie’s hand run over my back and grab onto my ass. Her hand slowly moved from behind and started to rub my um thing from behind, it felt so good that I started moaning even though it was hard to do so. Patrick’s hand. If it wasn't for the fact that she was a complete bitch to her younger brother (and his sister), she would have been Mark's dream girl.Mark had asked her if she could come pick him up from school, but she just laughed and told him to walk. It had been fine, if slightly cloudy, this morning when he walked to school but by the time the day was over a massive blizzard had blown into town.Trudging through the 3 and a half miles of snow and the biting cold wind, Mark made his way home. Every step he. He glanced over and grinned as I stroked the front of my trakkies. He nodded his head to beckon me over and as I stood in front of him he pulled down the front of my trakkies and took my swollen cock straight into his mouth. ‘Mmmmm’ was all he said as he slurped on my cock as the other guy rimmed his hole.The other guy stood up, unzipped his trousers and dropped them to the ground exposing a well formed juicy cock – must have been about 7’’ uncut I suppose – and started to caress the guys arse. There wereso many of them in my dresser. Did I just put on the first ones thatcame to me or was I just used to wearing them? Did I even care? Or did Ithink that girl panties were better and felt better? I didn't answer theold lady, but she made me think about it. Before I knew it, we were atthe mall. I got out of the limo, and started walking. However Miss Dumbytried to hold my hand. I pulled it away saying that I was old enough, Ididn't need an adult holding my hand. The old woman got mad and.