Igently pulled down his pants and briefs as I settled comfortably into akneeling position, comfortably resting my butt on the backs of the heelsof my ...oots. His erection was beautiful - long, pink and hard. I slowlybegan to kiss along the length of the shaft, using my tongue to lick eachof his balls. I left tiny lipstick kisses along its length as I kissedslowly toward the head. When close, I grasped his member and imaginedthe head were an ice cream cone as I wrapped my lips around it. Obviously something was going on here.I felt my blood boil. First off, this asshole reminded me of every prick that picked on me in high school and before. Big, throwing his muscle and weight around, thinking he was entitled to whatever he wanted. Secondly, I hated seeing women mistreated like that. I was a softie at heart... one of those guys that vowed if I were to ever accomplish the pipe dream of getting a girlfriend, I would treat her like a goddess. Not the way these girls are. ..it looked like she was having a seizure as she twitched and whined, her eyes unable to focus as she experienced one of the most fantastic orgasms in her young life. He grinned at the sight of the lovely girl cumming and, pulling out his cellphone, walked away down the hall to make some arrangements.Becky finally stopped cumming. She lay there panting, her breasts heaving as she tried to regain her breath, her senses. She felt the squishy wetness of the carpet beneath her ass, felt the warm. I groaned and reached for my cock, eager to finish the job Charlotte’s fingers had started. But Charlotte immediately slapped my hand away.‘I think not!’ Charlotte laughed in delight.Instead, Charlotte reached over and, with her fingers, scooped up a trail of spunk from where it had landed on my thighs.‘Open up…’ she crooned.And then, almost identically to earlier, she fed my own cum to me, watching me obediently lick and suck it from her fingers. She repeated this until I’d consumed everything.