The pretty girl kept his coffee mug full and hot and the lean beefsteak was plenty tender for a desperately starving man. Like many a good woman, the ...ed head seemed to genuinely enjoy watching a hungry man eat and Jim had his mind set on putting on one hell of a grand show.He was sopping up some runny egg yolk and savory grease from the empty platter with the last bite of a biscuit when he noticed the front door slowly swinging open. In through the wide hole the open door left in the wall. And now just kiss me.” My words flicked the switch. The next thing I remember is us making out like the hungriest, hormone-driven teenagers you cold possibly think of, pressing our bodies into each other. It was a moment of pure lust. But still we wanted it to be precious. Jim breathlessly interrupted the kiss to say: “I love you too, Sheryl. I've been carrying these feelings for weeks now. I was so afraid I'd destroy what we have built during the past two months.” “Shut up, old man, and take. She was standing behind a large wide work-bench sort of table that was about six feet from end to end, and came up about to her belly button. She didn’t have a blouse or other top on, and her perky C-cup sized breasts rose proudly on her chest. One nipple had a sparkling diamond on a short chain suspended from the post cleaving through it. Oh, to have the tits of a twenty-year old, I remember thinking wistfully. I listened attentively to her ‘lecture’, which had started a minute or so before I. I now had my hand on the base of his cock, stroking it while I sucked on him. I felt the car pull into a driveway or parking lot and stop, so I figured we had reached our destination. Terrence was close to cumming too, because he had let me keep servicing his throbbing monster, not bothering to get out of the car. His hips suddenly bucked and I felt his seed bursting through his shaft into my mouth. I did my best to swallow what I could, but it was flowing right out my mouth. "Damn, faggot, you.