He had his pants and underwear back on. “Do you want me to make you lunch?” she offered. He looked at her, caught off guard by the question.“Uh�...�” was all he could say, a little confused.“I want to make you lunch. Do you want grilled cheese?” she asked, assuming he had the required ingredients for it. “Uh…sure!” he said, unbelieving. So, Ashley made lunch for another man, right after she gave him head. Technically – she already ate!It was cooked and eaten within 30 minutes. They were sitting. But still, she acted like a professional. She placed the condom on my dick and rolled it with her mouth, giving me a deep throat. I applied the lubricant and started to rub on Gopika’s pussy. Sam started to suck her beautiful boobs. While doing this, I all of a sudden placed my tip on her ass hole. Before she could realize anything, I gave a strong push. The tip of my dick entered her ass, giving her a shock of pain.She begged me to remove my dick. Tears were rolling down her. “Sorry,” she said with another laugh. “I get that from my Dad, too. Sometimes I rattle off proposed newspaper headlines. I promise they’re really funny in my head.”“Well they seem to lack a little something in translation,” Brock said. “I thought you might be insulting me there for a minute.”Merie punched him on the arm.“When you’ve been insulted, you’ll know it,” she said. “Well, maybe you will. You jock types sometimes are a little slow on the uptake. But if I’ve insulted you and you don’t. A touch. A soft, tender, touch."Michael?" my mind whispers. A small nervous caress of two beings."Yes, shush!"I fall silent knowing that his request is more than a command. It is a matter of life or damnation itself. I wait. And as I lay here, I flesh and become physical. My breasts heave with each painful breath I take, the bubbles trailing from my lips, and my nipples harden with the slow sexual wave washing gently over me. He comes closer until I feel him lie next to my naked body. The time.