I didn't want this jerk to see me cry but I couldn't help it. I was feeling so hurt. "You know what Chase? I don't need you and neither does the baby....Hope you have a great college career life." I walked out the room with tears running down my face.Later that night, after forcing myself to eat some of my mom's pot roast, I went to my room and cried some more. I usually loved pot roast, especially my mom's but today, nothing tasted good to me.I heard a knock on the door and quickly dried my. I was no slouch in the dick department, but this guy had me by a mile. His bulge snaked down his leg and pulsed with a life of its own. This burly badass was a porn star in trucker's clothing."Suck it through my jeans, boy," he ordered as he grabbed my head and forced my mouth against his gigantic bulge. "Run that tongue up and down it. Show me how bad you want my cock, bitch."I slurped his massive member through the denim, playing the biggest, nastiest harmonica I could ever imagine. His fat. I wanted her bad, but I hadn’t quite figured out how to initiate the physical contact. She played with her phone and I wandered in thought, neither of us listening to the call, both of us stealing glances. When I came back from a particularly enjoyable thought I realized I had a raging hard on. I immediately tried to conceal it, worried that she really wasn’t interested and that I’d just embarrassed myself, when I noticed she was looking at the bulge in my pants. I froze, afraid of what could. .. when they hear the three girls giggle in the corridorAisha opens the door to them as soon as they knock, all three look tasty in their short sexy skirtsAisha and Nina invite them in and Nina offers them to sit all three together at her small couchAisha takes their bottles of 'bubbles' to the table and asks Nina if he has five flutes for themNina gets glasses for the fine white wine which the three brought with them and some ice-cubesNina gives an eye-wink to Aisha, nods her head a bit.