He wanted me to take his place… but warned me of the dire perils of living solely off of the cheeseburgers at Karin’s Kountry Kitchen, the local d...ner, which did serve the best burgers I’d ever had. They were the food of the gods when I was a teenager and they only seemed to taste better now. I think it is the maple wood smoking of their grilled beef and the local cured bacon piled on top, not to mention the locally made Vermont white cheddar cheese generously melted in-between. Yum. **********. I could not believe what was happening. I was getting the best blow job I had ever had from a young teenager I had never even seen before today. Kelly was a pro and she had sucked a few dicks in her short life im sure. Her trained tongue was darting out of her mouth and down the underside of my shaft. With each strike of her hand she slipped a little more of my cock into her mouth. I knew I was going to cum shortly and I wasn’t sure what I should do. I final broke the silence and said “I’m. ' I told my farm boy. "I was truly acting like a total whore and the door to the booth was open slightly and an audience of about three or four guys was starting to gather. A few were stroking their cocks through their jeans. My own cock was dripping like a faucet as cum leaked out onto Farmboy's shirt. It was time to flip things around.I got off of his cock and turned the chair around with the back to the video. As he sat back down, I sat with my back to him and plunged down on his cock again. And when i told my bench-mate(ISHA) about it and she said "it happens , let it be". She said it like, it was all normal and she didn't even care to complain but was feeling excited about it, Also first day at college i could not make good friends. It was hard for me to adjust. I went on like this for a week and one day I thought to myself I was far behind new trends and culture. And i thought that i had to change myself to adjust to the new society that i just stepped in.Next day i wore a.