It was growing in my mouth.Stretching my mouth.I was in awe of his cock.In awe of my act.My cock rock hard in my pantyhose. Yes, mine. Mary didn't nee... them anymore.Horny as fuck.Hornier than I can ever remember being."That's it, Mr. BBC Cum Bucket," he said in that firm masculine stereotypical black voice which made me oddly think of Samuel L. Jackson in Shaft. I bet he has a big one, I thought to myself, and then couldn't believe what had popped into my head.I kept bobbing until it was. For I will disrobe them off with my romantic mouth.I shall wad them up and inhale its gorgeous aroma,And I shall breathe in its sensual fragrances with unequalled passion.I shall most indeed fervently savor its perfect girly tang,As I stare into you pretty eyes that I demand so much more!Could it be that you’ve drank the tropical orange juice of Florida?Its humid climate methodically heats its fruit ever so perfect,And its unique citrus blend envelopes one’s thirsty throat.However ladies, this. The delivery guy looked at her expectantly. She opened up the door and tripped into the room. Thank goodness she didn't have a roommate. But the delivery guy had just watched her fall on her face. She blushed. He sat the package on the floor and helped her o her feet. "Are you alright, miss ?" he asked her. "I'm fine, just a little clumsy today." "Do you have a pen ?" he asked. "for...?" "Um, signing for your package" he smiled. He must think she was an idiot. She blushed again. He. With his weight and reflexes, he was able to avoid planting his ass in the mud. Casey was not as fortunate. As a perfect ending to her day, she fell flat on her back into a puddle, ending up drenched with filthy water. Although it didnt start as romantically as most stories, after that day, Kevin and Casey were inseparable for the next two years of high school, starting out as friends, and eventually becoming lovers. With Kevin, Casey found out what it was like to literally make love, and had.