.unh....," the sound surrounded me, seemingly without end, the rhythmic cadence continuing, their bodies melting together, as she cupped his ass cheek..., pulling him hard into her.I heard fragments of Kathy's voice. "Oohh, God, your cock, baby. It's soooo big, sooo good....I....God...I never knew...ohhhh, never knew it could be like this.....oh God, more Vince....give it to me...give me more." And Vince did just that with his powerful cock, thrusting again and again with incredible stamina, with. What... what was that... ? In confused terror she thought she saw something protruding from a belt or harness of some kind that Desiree had on."Like this, Ma'am?" Desiree said, looking off into the darkness."Yes, you have it on right, dear," came the reply from Ms. Crow. Then the teacher added, "Melanie, Miss Mills here was telling me that you have had little contact with boys." She chuckled. "That's putting it mildly, I suppose. Anyway, I've loaned her something to help with that problem."Just. And one time he did it because a guy paid him because he heard he gave amazing blow jobs. The other times were at parties that he was at. He told me that we would find some really drunk guy and talk him into a blow job. I told him that I had never given or received a blow job. He asked if I wanted to set up a web cam, but I didn't have one. I really wish I did. Other times when I was chatting with guys they would ask too. I really wanted to see him, he sounded amazing. We decided to look at. It was the best I could do. I made a plan then to have the steak and a beer with them then split. Funny thing though I got sidetracked. Deacon started telling his tales and singing his song, even more amazing Selma matched him story for story. They talked about WWII. Deacon told his OSS stories and Selma told her Pacific war nurse stories. She had been Twenty one in 1943 so I calculated her age to be 46 or 47. She seemed way to old for me, but the more I listened to she and Uncle Deacon talk,.