Rather than gasp repeatedly, Stacey gave one final grunt, a barely audible “Oh my God” and then slumped hard down onto his cock for the final time...Paul held her tight with both hands, his fingers on her soaked pussy as she shuddered and came for several seconds. When her climax finally subsided, he eased his chin onto her shoulder and kissed her cheek.“That was so good. I needed that so much.” she panted. Paul gave a little laugh as his cock throbbed deep inside her. Craning her. I would close my eyes and relive his kiss, warm and so sexy. And what came after, how he’d undone my shirt and exposed my breasts, kissing and licking them. It felt somehow wrong, to be almost naked with a man so much older. My dad had always told me that only my husband should see me naked, but it had felt so good to have Mr Tanner’s mouth and hands touching my breasts. I could feel myself getting excited at the thought of a future lesson. I had already decided that I would return. I wanted to. Those freaks, those -things-, were sometimes said to live down in the gutters (sometimes, it was said, they were actually allergic to sunlight, like vampires). All or almost all males, they were also rumored to be in the regular habit of screwing each other, and sometimes whatever other boys they could get their hands on. Maybe boys just like me. And somehow—I’ll blame it on the heat, the fog over my brain—that thought was starting to turn me on that day. I was fantasizing, imagining them. ”“I don’t think so, Suzanne.” Angelo’s voice was beginning to sound more like Charlton Heston parting the Red Sea. He turned to me and boomed out, “Mr B. Out of the way! That end’s mine!”I was too stunned to react. But I could tell I was no longer the alpha male. I moved away, unable to take my eyes off his huge dong which was now rapidly stiffening. A couple of quick strokes and he was able to slip it easily into Suzanne’s hole. She shrieked as he sank his entire length into her.I stood.