I didn’t want to swallow his cum, but he grabs my head and holds me down on his exploding, throbbing stick.I have no choice. I have to swallow all o... his gooey liquid, gulping it all down to keep from gagging. He then tells me, “Good job, you are a great cocksucker. Good girl.” He then releases his hold of my head, which allows me to sit back up. I can’t believe what I have just done — sucking this stranger’s big cock and swallowing his load. I see other cars pulling around and getting in line. She tried to gain control and said, "you are old enough to be my dad, you dirty old man!" but she smiled. I said, "yes I am, I am old enough to know how to please a woman and teach a girl...Jamie, you have NO idea how dirty I can be." Then I smiled, winked and said I better get out of this house now, where is the weed eater string. I followed her sexy ass in that summer dress to the garage, she reached up to get it and handed it to me, she was nervous, she was nervous and horny. I thought I. I didn't blame her for the mess I was in. I was a big boy and had made my own decisions, even if I used my smaller head. I saw no need for her to die alongside me. I made my choice.I had now reached acceptance of my impending death and made my decision to try to spare Ronnie. The old saying is that two heads are better than one, and both of mine were now in accord.Ronnie, as I looked down, was sweating. She had been hard at work while I was off contemplating my demise. As I looked down, she. She thought, being poor, the only thing that she had to cherish was her virtue and self-respect and I loved her integrity and strength. When money first started coming in she was hell bent on saving it. Then she started interacting with the families of my older associates who had been earning for the last decade or so, slowly building their dream life. Carrie decided to copy their lifestyle, but instead of taking it slowly, she started to bite a little more than we could chew. Pretty soon I was.