Andliterally started life with a silver spoon in my mouth. I may have beenthe answer to their prayers but during my early years I rarely saw myparents... They left my upbringing to nannies and my education to privatetutors. I was more of a prize possession than a real son. Being soisolated I rarely interacted with children of my own age. Fearingkidnappers I was constantly protected by bodyguards. Being waited onhand and foot by servants left me believing in my own importance. And Iwas important.. By this time I was a pretty drunk and already turned on so I said, "Let's go." When we got to my room we started making out and she got me naked and put a condom on me and again sucked me off. This time she took the condom and poured the contents right into my mouth. She then found the mini-bar and suggested we have a drink to relax some. We talked some and then she started playing with my cock again getting me hard. Then she asked if I wanted to see her cock. At first I said no and then. "Do you use or take anything else?" No." Fine. Get it," I told Heather. I picked Jean up; she struggled weakly."No!" she protested."Shut up." I headed for the door with her in my arms. She wasn't a feather, but she wasn't a hundred pound bag of cattle feed, either. I plodded across the back yards in the pouring rain, through my slider and up the hall to my room, depositing her on my bed. "Get your breath. Somebody watch her." I went into the bathroom for a towel, dried myself off, then carried. ’ ‘Would you be surprised that many girls, find seeing two guys together hot?’ ‘Really?’ I asked, surprised to hear that. ‘Oh yes,’ she nodded. ‘My cunt was dripping wet watching you gag on that big black cock.’ ‘Really?’ I repeated, not able to fathom how watching me suck cock would turn her on… even though in retrospect watching girls suck cock had been my fixation all week. ‘God, yes,’ she nodded. ‘You’re a really sexy cock sucker.’ ‘See, that just sounds gay,’ I pointed out, no longer.