So will you help me?Me: Sure, anything for you. But as exams are nearing, you will need to give more time.P: Ok, so tomorrow in the library.Me: Ok.And...she left. That night was the longest night for me because I spent an entire day with a beautiful girl in such a romantic weather.Next day, she came to the library (the library was opened on Sundays so students could come and study), and she was looking stunning. She had worn a green low-cut top and track. I was simply looking at her boobs, the. I learned that our boss had some extraordinary sexual tendencies as I came across to a web page on his lap top. When I entered his room in his absence to get some documents, I deactivated the screensaver to see what was going on in this young bachelor’s life. It was a gay website which I had never heard before and I quickly took a glance at his profile. He had described himself as a blow job addict. How nice, I thought. Since that day I chose to visit him more often in his room and time to. Nord knew that his questioning techniques over the years had grown more and more subtle, so his kids never knew what he was really asking, but somehow they'd never managed to garner any results. He decided to try again."Well, you've been dating for a week now. What have you been up to?"Freia (and her brothers) knew exactly what their Dad was talking about. He was always on about their girlfriends (or celebrating their lack of) but had never before been quite so blatant about it. For the first. He wasn’t a very large man and that was okay with me. I didn’t like big cocks. I hummed a little when his cockhead reached the back of my throat. I grabbed his hand and placed it on the back of my head, giving him the encouragement to use to my mouth. “Oh fuck, Erin, you’re a naughty little bitch.” ‘Mmm,” I mumbled as I went to work on his cock. I gave him the sloppy blowjob that he’d been craving. He’d gone on and on about how he likes them nice and wet. I wanted to deliver. My slurps echoed.