I wouldn't say that I wasreally scared or anything but I was curious as to what had caused thechange in color. I tried doing a Google web search but a...l I found wasthat a whole bunch of things could cause a color change - anything frombeets, to food coloring, to vitamins, and on and on.I was too embarrassed to say anything about it to my Mom but I thoughtthat I could probably confide in Jeff - I mean we were pretty open abouteverything to each other. So as Jeff and I were talking as we walked. . your big . . . fat . . . juicy . . . cock." Jasmine punctuated each word by plunging my cock to the back of her throat gagging herself slightly in the process. "Just . . . made . . . me . . . hungry." She moaned as her brunette curls bounced in time with her head over my cock. Jasmine was completely determined to get my cum. There wasn't anything else on her mind when my cock was lodged in the back of her throat. I know because I'm the reason that she was thinking those thoughts. Not that I'm. For the next few days, I kept telling myself to stay away but every time I thought about what happened I got excited and needless to say when Saturday night came I was waiting in the same spot. I arrived about 30 min earlier to make sure I didn't miss him, I waited for nearly an hour and still no sign of him so it was then I decide to go home.I started hitchhiking and after about 5 min a VW camper pulled over, when I got to open the door I was surprised as it was the same man, he then. “Take a sip,” the man said, handing him a tall glass of water. “It’ll be all right.”The cold liquid filled his mouth. He could feel it run down to his stomach like a tiny ice-river, making him shiver.The Smile, he thought, I need to Smile – and he felt the muscles of his face ply into the proper mask he’d learned to hide behind.Hiding, he thought – mask, training, make-belief.“She’s ready,” he remembered Parker saying into the phone. She’d been wrong, hadn’t she?The ‘she’ she’d mentioned was.