I smiled at him, asking him if he liked what he saw. He nodded and started to put on a suspender belt and stockings which he struggled to attach corre...tly. Next, I asked him to put on the panties from my young trim room mate that I had borrowed from her. I watched him try and put them on, but he could not get them over his erection as they were too small for him“Well if you can’t fit them on. You’d better sniff them and tell me how they smell!” I watched him put them to his nose and breathe in. But still, his comments and seeing that big cock and those swinging balls in the video had caused a stirring in my groin that I couldn’t understand. It was like the other brain in my dick was starting to control my emotions. My dick was getting hard just by listening to Max rationalize how I might actually be a cock sucker, but just not know it yet. I’m still not sure why I felt compelled to answer Max’s questions but I replied, “It’s really none of your business, but you’re right that my dick. Now i could control myself.i asked her to suck my cock .but she resisted. I insisted on tat and she had no other options but to lick.now she was licking my cock.I lost control.this time to fuck her at any cost.then i stopped her licking cock.i started to lick her pussy.it was smelling badly. Now , after licking for sometime i went to fuck her.i was fingering hervery badly.Now i asked her to fuck me.she resisted. but i went ahead.she stopped me.I held her hands tightly.i was pushing my cock into. I have to explain something about the third floor. It was used as an apartment. The room Brad was staying in was the living room. So it didn’t have a door. My room was the bedroom and it had a door. I think at one time there was a door at the foot of the stairs. That was long gone.He turned to me after I changed the sheets and made the bed. He thanked me and then asked, “would you help me to learn the script? I’ll pay you.”“We should talk to my dad. If he sees me getting paid and you’re ten.