Unsatisfied I fall on your cock and just suckle as we drive off. I don't remember you pulling into the driveway when you turn off the vibrator and pul... me off. I stumble into the house and collapse on the couch. I'm hungry, weak and horny. You tell me to clean up and change clothes then we can eat.After a quick but tasty meal we rest on the couch and I notice my dick is finally going down. I close my eyes for what seems like a moment when I realize it's dark. Dark and quiet. You are asleep. I. Your eyes lock with his, looking for mercy or compassion, but all you find is hunger, need and longing. The heat of your bodies rises up all around you and threatens to overtake you. Calming yourself, your inner muscle relaxes, and you drop a few inches at a time, almost bottoming out. In a moment of panic, you clutch closer to him, before he plunges the rest in. His head butts against your cervix, but he doesn’t stop there, and soon his massive balls begin slapping your labia as his cock. Your hair hangs long and straight down you back, your extensions making it longer and sluttier. Your face is covered in full make up, as if you were going our for the night and you wear over sized shades, making you feel like a porn star posing by the side of a pool for a cheap porn mag.I walk up to you and instead of trying to come up with some crap chatup line, I just say to you, “ Tell me why I shouldn’t fuck you right now?” you smile, take my hand and we walk away towards the end of the. “Are you free for lunch on Sunday? That’s when our next ISKC meeting is being held. I meant to tell you about it before Christmas, but with all the stuff going on with Jessica I wanted to wait, and then it slipped my mind.”“I think that will work. I’ll check with Kara, but it shouldn’t be an issue. Where?”“We meet at Lou Malnati’s. Do you know where that is?”“Sure. Just north of the Loop on Wells.”“11:30am on Sunday.”“I’ll be there!”January 4, 1989, Chicago, IllinoisJolene and I were eating our.