Don't like it read it only once then; I could give a fuck less...I knew Leland from the second grade, he would always get in trouble and I would still...be nice to him and stick up for him. He was fair skinned had dark brown eyes and the biggest pink lips I had ever seen and a really big box head. I would call him a puffer fish by blowing out my cheeks and poking out my lips when we would play around, he called me brown sugar cause it was a name the k**s at school taunted me with. (How cruel k**s. I told him I wanted to be a marine biologist and so I would be taking a lot of courses headed in that direction. I also wanted to try out for the cheerleading squad, just because a girl needs to have some fun and it’s a great way to meet boys!“Well we might be on a date right now, but I am still going to want to talk to any boy that wants to go out with you. After all, I want to know who my competition is!” he said, winking at me and smiling.“Don’t worry, Daddy… no boy can ever take your. Long, smooth, with a wrinkled, mushroom-shaped head that leaked a clear liquid as it hardened beneath her strokes.She leaned down and sucked it into her mouth. She tasted something faint. Pussy juices, but spicier than hers, like he had just fucked another woman. But, no, he was with me all night. How could another woman's juices be on his cock? Mine must have grown spicier as they dried.She bobbed her head, looking up at his face, eager to see his expression when he woke up.The warm, wet. ’ Sarah raised her eyebrows in mock surprise and smiled that impish smile he remembered so well. ‘Interesting topic. Have you been doing much research on it?’ She was being cheeky and a little bit flirty. Tom laughed, ‘Well that’s why I need the book. I’ve left the whole thing to the last minute and it needs to be in on Friday.’ Sarah looked behind the counter, ‘Hmmm, I don’t see it here. Mary probably left in the store. She’s a bit of a prude and probably thought it was too racy a topic to be.