“What???” he strained against the restraints, but it was no use.“Beg me for it. Beg me to suck you dry, to impale my pretty face on that delicio...sly hard big cock of yours and fill me up with your messy cockcream!” she whispered hoarsely into his ear as her thigh rubbed against his painfully hard erection.“Swallow my fuckstick down your greedy mouth and throat, gag on it until I fill your tummy with my thick cumload!” he pleaded.“Please...” she added and straddled him, letting his hardon slide. Maybe bring my father back from the dead? That might be pretty weird. More friends for me and my sister? Nah, if they were friends through a wish, then they probably wouldn't be true friends.The doorbell rang. I put the watch on and opened the door. A group of middle- school kids were on the other side. "Trick-or-Treat!" they shouted.I smiled and deposited a candy bar in each of their bags. They thanked me and ran off into the night. I remembered when I would still go around trick-or- treating,. Outside the library, Zoe generally avoided all but the most necessary conversations. But she was just as ready to help the truly bright students find study aids, or the right book, or the right Internet link. Those too-rare encounters would be about the only times that her countenance brightened and she looked any of these student – or teachers, for that matter – eye-to-eye.Zoe was in the middle of one of her daily inner debates when a voice from behind surprised her."Hi, Miss Flemester!" came. He took a few steps back to the couch but he left the door open. I took a step inside."Well white boy, I like my cocksuckers naked and on their knees."By the time his shirt was off I was on my knees, totally naked in front of this man, just dying to see what he had to feed me. He stood in front of me, shirtless, looking down on me like noone has before. The words were coming without thinking. They were quiet, almost pleading words."Please. I need to suck that cock. I want that big beautiful.