Where in the hell did you ever learn to suck a cock like that? You'll never please a man with crappy techniques like that." I know I was laying it on ...ind of thick, but I wanted the words to hurt. Lord knows, she had caused me enough grief already.Tears began to well up in her eyes again, but she didn't say anything.'I'll tell you what Becky. I'm going to do you a favour. I'm going to teach you how to suck a cock properly. How would that be?" I asked. When there was no response, I asked, "Have. It was obviously just a cover and slowly she came over to me and introduced herself. It was pretty clear when we set eyes on each other that we were going to have a very fruitful evening. She spoke with this warm but seductive southern Irish accent. Being from Liverpool I can’t help but love the Irish and always find Irish lasses fun to be around. Our initial conversation developed into us rehearsing a convincing cover story for her friends to believe that we actually knew each other. No sooner. “Here,” she said as she brought my hand up to her right breast. “Touch it. It is okay.” As I began to do as she instructed, she went on, “I have heard you talking to your friend about those movies you have seen at his house and how you wished you could just touch one. So now you know. Is it everything you thought it would be?”“It’s better than I ever imagined.”With a chuckle she retorted, “Well that's okay then.” She moved my hand back away and laughed a little more. Then she gave me a somewhat. He started to call me an easy cow and I was getting off because he was calling me an easy cow and because he was tit fucking hard. I started screaming with fucking delight as he was getting ready to cum. He stopped tit fucking me and quickly started to jack off and within seconds his load was all over my face, hair and of course my neck and chest. His grunting turned me the fuck on. After he came, he knew I still needed to get off. So he went into his bathroom and I heard water running. I was.