“Damn it”, he thought, realizing he hadn't done a single problem. When the bell rang at 3:05, he was already driving away from school (his brothe... was in ROTC and stayed for after-school activities), his foot to the floor and the radio blaring. Music had become Jess' only reprieve from his life and he was retreating into it more and more, barely paying attention to anything else. Music made him feel powerful, made him feel like he had a reason to live. It seemed that the lyrics of the song on. "Let's just say I'm a little worried about what kind of trouble you'd get into if I let you down," he teased, jerking his head back when she took a nip at his earlobe. "Hey!" I'll show you trouble," she warned. But she screeched when he dropped her on her bed, watching as she bounced and came back to her feet next to him. She stepped into his arms, hers going round his neck once more to drag his face down to where she could reach it. "Kiss me!"He needed no other incentive, his lips coming down. This is about as different as you can get. Not only have you gone from being the savvy urbanite, who knew where everything you needed was and could get it by flashing a little plastic, to being a desert dweller trying to convince a motley collection of other people how lucky they are to have survived. You have also had to switch genders in the bedroom, on the rare occasion when you can even get into an actual bedroom, and have had the misfortune to depend on me for what relationship you can. And finally slipped my mouth around the tip. A spasm ran through my body from my lips to my cunt. I knew, I just new, in that moment, that I was going to spend a lot of time my that beautiful, glorious black cock in my mouth. I closed my eyes. My free hand found my cunt. And I swear it was like I was high, flat-out high on the sensation of that thick cock pulsing in my mouth, the pent-up heat of Michael and Andre's gazes, the soft sigh out of Andre's throat.I worked it gently. A little.