My throat must have grown numb because my gag reflex was gone. Was it the softness of his cock, or the slight downward bend, or the size and shape? I ...idn’t know, but suddenly I decided I didn’t want his cum pouring down my throat, not yet, not so easily, so I pulled off and fell back onto my arms letting my head fall back. The next thing I know George was there behind me and he was angling his cock into my mouth. I tilted my head back further and he pushed his cock down a little further and. He seemed to really enjoy running his fingers through my chest hair, and loved the reactions he got when he started playing with my nipples.“Okay, son. Next, I want you to turn around, come up here, and have a seat on my face.”He was confused at first, and I had to guide him with my hands. His legs straddled my chest, and I had a beautiful view of his back with it’s sparse hair. He was confused about what was going to happen, but in a moment I knew he’d be enjoying himself. I felt up his. They'd made love—several times now—but Alex had never thought to ask. He'd guessed from Lakeisha's accent that she probably hadn't been born in West London, but he'd not done much thinking beyond that. "She doesn't live in London?" I'm a student, Alex. A medical student. I live in a crappy dormitory to save money because the fees are so bloody exorbitant. There's no space for an eleven year old daughter." Eleven years old!" I was a teenager when my bastard of a husband made me pregnant. If it. "Mind if I join you? It’s kind of busy in here," I asked. "Not at all," he said as he pulled a chair out for me. "I’m Nikki, I said to him after sitting down." "Nate," was his short reply. "Nice to meet you Nate. What year are you?" "I’m a junior – Econ major." "Econ? Nice. A man of the world. What do you do when not studying Nate?" "Work out, read, movies, friends, the usual I guess. What do you do?" "I’m in real estate. High end residential mostly." I could tell he was a little.