.” Pastor Bob, a memory whispered in the back of my brain. “Thank you, Pastor Bob. It’s good to be out, I guess.”“Jacob, I know you’ve ha... a rough time lately. I can’t promise it’s going to get better soon. Recovery is a long road. I just want you to know that if you need to talk to someone, I’m available. I’m serious when I say we’ve missed you.”“Thank you, sir,” I muttered. He seemed really nice, but I’d have to wait and see before I committed any time to counseling.The crowd cleared out. Hell, if I could havesucked his tasty cum out of my own ass, I would have been down therelapping at it in a heartbeat.I looked up to see him holding a small plastic bag filled with more crystaland opened my mouth as his wet finger grabbed another generous chunk andplaced it under my tongue. I sucked it in and didn't want to release hisfinger, sending him a signal that needed no translation.He came around behind me and planted his greasy half hard dick behind myhead. I lowered my head backwards. She said she wanted to go first and took her blanket and Kool-Aid. Stepping up the rungs with that load was a balancing act for her. I was at her heels, looking up to see her sweet pussy lips for my first time. I didn't know why at the time, but my mouth watered as if I'd bitten a lemon. Her ripe ass cheeks strained the fabric of her white shorts as her feet spread to get the next rung under her. My face was less than a foot from it all the way up. I could smell her intoxicating aroma.. We. I replaced the half-empty dish on the tray and turned my face in order to receive your kiss. As we were kissing so tenderly and lovingly, I slowly turned my whole body around until I was facing you, kneeling between your legs. Your arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me close to you so that you could feel my hard nipples grazing against your skin. My own hands were in your hair and then running along your back and beautiful shoulders, touching and caressing you. Our kisses became more and.