“Hey, you missed some weeds over there.” Marilyn pointed at a flower box I hadn’t gotten to yet. It would take about five minutes for me to fini...h the one I was on and the one she pointed to. I just nodded and finished up.“Satisfied, your majesty?” I asked.“I’m ... Shit! I’m such a bitch, stuck out here in the middle of nowhere for the summer while my parents are in Texas. This really sucks.”“Why didn’t you go to Texas with them?”“Are you kidding? Texas in the summer? The temperature there has. Then I was on my knees looking up at a fat cock. The guy was hairy but had trimmed his pubes at some point so it was masculine, but not gross. I grabbed this fat, man cock, in my right hand and just went to town on it. It was slippery from the previous guy but it still tasted like cock, a taste I had missed for the last eight weeks.I love sucking cock and I was engrossed in working this mans cock in my mouth. Gaggingly deep thrusts, then sucking the head, some long slow strokes with my hand and. My girlfriend was okay giving head, but did not like me down there. Jen said that I must be halfway decent in bed because her room is right next to mine and she had heard us on several occasions. That’s a bit embarrassing. She said not to worry, she would lay there and try and picture what we looked like. It was then that she stood up and dropped her robe. What an amazing body. She took my hand and said she wanted me to show her what goes on in my room. As we got to the doorway, she stopped. My sins are my own, I promise I won’t even look at anyone sexually. I won’t have sex with anyone. It’ll be like I was never here. I said all of those things to myself and yet, well, I kept looking at him. Because he was beautiful. At first it was little glances, just to check out his boots, his jumpsuit, but then it was the little things like the name tag: Spike, and the bracelets of leather cord and fine chain with these little charms. He wore three necklaces, a cross, a pentagram, and a class.