"Some maybe, but not all of them, Missy. Stacey certainly wasn't. She's sporting a swollen jaw and some other bruises today."Missy stared at me as if ... had two heads.I decided to tell her the whole story. I could see her eyes tearing up as I finished."That's not what Junior tells me, but I believe you, John. You're right. This needs to stop. No one should be hurt like that." Why Missy Harmon," Mrs. Bishop was genuinely surprised when she brought our menus. "I thought you were going out with my. Cum For me, feed me babe” Pulling you out of my mouth, I keep it open wide, my tongue out, hungrily waiting. My hand wanks you just the way you like as the other toys with you heavy balls. I see you bite your lip so you don’t cry out as the first rope of thick, juicy cum spurts out onto my waiting tongue. Over and over you shoot until my mouth has a pool of jizz all over it. You pull me up until we are face to face, I can see the beads of perspiration on your face, and your flushed cheeks.. I didn’t bewitch her heart, hell, she bewitched and captured mine! God, I loved her! I believe she was asking me why I screwed her. The answer was simple, wasn’t it? Didn’t she ask for it! Didn’t she wiggle her seductive ass against my dick at the check in desk; didn’t she remove my erection from my pants and suck it; and didn’t she say the words, “Mr. Jack, I want you to fuck me now!” just a little while ago? I stopped my dilly dallying and wondering then followed my love out the. I arrived at my Aunt and Uncles flat to find that I'd be sharing a room with my cousin, for a couple of days before we went away, it was great he was so 'grown up' he had posters of rock stars on his wall, like Bowie, and the New York Dolls and so on very effeminate looking men. Something else that made me curious.My cousin Pete was very welcoming to me, and was really enthused by the fact I liked his posters, I explained that I'd never heard any music by these bands and so began my education.