To actually taste him!I fondled his balls while taking inch after inch into my mouth until he bumped against the back of my throat making tears come t... my eyes. There were still enough of his cock to wrap my fist around, my drool making a good lube as I backed off and went back to sucking his knob and pumped his shaft. I sank back down taking him deep, then reared back up. My other hand pulled on his swollen balls and caressed that sensitive patch of skin behind them. He groaned. "Jesus, Susie. There wasn’t a single home that had felt a paintbrush in a decade. The lawn might have been green a week ago, but since then a hundred pairs of feet had trampled the yard: flatfooters, newshounds, and curious onlookers. But no one was there now. It was just Moe and his memories. The light of day didn’t make the reminiscing any easier. Moe did the whole circle around the house, pausing for a brief slant at the spot that bore his thumbprint. The bloodstain had turned brown like a cartoon mud. . Do I know you?”-“Its me, Veena” It din take me even a second to realize that it was the same Veena, who I was so close to through facebook, that is sitting in front of me! We used to chat almost every night till last month. We gave a break to that because of her exams. Even though we had talked a couple of times over phone, we had never seen each other. And this meeting was an unexpected surprise for both of us.She told me that she is going Chennai to meet her aunt who is settled there. We. As I was walked into the laundry room, I walked past Julie’s bedroom door. It was closed as usual, but what I heard from her room stopped me cold in my tracks. It sounded like voices coming from her room. “Maybe she left the radio on.” I thought to myself. I got a towel and was headed back to the kitchen when I heard what I thought was the bed squeaking. “What the fuck? Her car ain’t in the drive. That can’t be her, can it?” I stopped and listened. It was the bed squeaking…rhythmically. I.