.i flick your piss-hole with my tongue & taste your smooth & salty pre-cum then i lick my lips & open them wide& take your thick head in2 my mouthas i...hollow in my cheeks with suction& lock my lips wetly on2 your fat shaft...i look up at u & see your glazed eyes as u stare at my wide-stretched mouth as i attempt 2 take more & more cock in & my lips slide further & further down until i engulf your entire pulsating shaft...i hear u moan above me & then u groan" suck it !! suck my cock !! swallow. In fact, she would rather have a strange cock in her mouth than a hot dog or a hamburger like she did before.Soon, she was in need of a new wardrobe because her old clothes hung on her body like a tent making her look like a clown in training. The first thing to go was her familiar double chin that she hated to see each morning when she looked in the mirror. Then, she noticed that her ass was not bouncing around as much as before when she would walk up or down the stairs. She got a lot of her. He had gotten a football scholarship to Boston College (BC) and had come to love New England, especially when he had met his, wife to be, Michelle, who was studying physiotherapy at the same college. They had now been married 25 years and had a daughter Abby, 22, currently at BC and a son Arron, 20, who worked alongside Lenny in his construction business. Lenny had gotten lucky when his parents had been offered a huge sum of money to sell some of their land for development and they had given. I'd been hesitant when I spoke to the girl at the hotel front desk to extend my stay for a few more days. I felt ... rudderless. Drifting. Dreaming.The man sat back in his chair and looked at me for a few minutes. There was a look on his face like he was evaluating me. Finally, he spoke."Can I offer you a drink? Whiskey, maybe?" he offered. "Oh, wait. That's right. Rory said you don't drink. Coffee, then? Tea?" No," I replied softly. I was on edge. I was a magician again, a sorceror, like I'd.