Julie was the girls name, she was one year younger than me and we hung out for a while as she and my boyfriend started making out behind my back, not ...hat it meant much to me, but she never took precautions and by s*******n was pregnant. By then I had started getting serious on my own ventures, with men, Julie and her husband were now domesticated, for me they were too tame with their sex, I wanted something with an edge, something spontaneous, with a feeling of being used and discarded, I knew. I took out his dick and saw a big, fresh drop come out of his big piss slit. I now started to stroke it relishing the feel and sound as his very slippery cock went in and out of my fist."Come here, farmer boy." he said. We got into a position where I was bent over him, my erect cock just peeking out of my boxer shorts and I had his cock in my mouth.I felt his warm, rough hand start to jerk my cock. I had to stop sucking it felt so good. "aaah." I couldn't help but close my eyes as his hand. Bruce took the face clothe and soaped it up and started to wash his self. As he turned he looked at me and handed me the clothe saying '...you're my bitch, wash me...' Reluctantly I took hold of the clothe and started to wash his shoulders and chest. Bruce closed his eyes briefly then snapped '...wash all of me and make sure you get my dick good and clean, I don't want you sucking a dirty dick...' Hesitantly I washed his chest and stomach till I finally reached his penis, as soon as I touch it,. Mark couldn't help but notice how similar he seemed with all of the other young associates. Like most, he was a standard 25 year old white male. Standing 5'7, about 170 pounds with light brown hair, he was cleanly shaven and loved wearing suits to work. Having graduated from Loyola of Chicago, Mark was seen as a fast riser with the company and someone that the partners of his firm were closely monitoring.Besides the quick success, perhaps the most satisfying part of Mark's job was getting to.