" Neither have I," Alice said honestly.Patti, not interested in the whys, but only in satisfying her own sexual curiosity, played with the snap on her...mother's jeans. She opened it, slid the zipper down and pushed the jeans off her mother's hips. Her head in the clouds, all she could think about was doing the same thing to her mother that Blazer had done. She sighed and slumped against her mother."Relax, honey," her mother soothed, stroking her child's smooth back. She held Patti, felt her. Part IITransfixed by his cock, shrinking before my eyes, his purple head slowly being covered by his foreskin. His penis was now only two inches but still retained some of its girth. I could not believe the transformation from his tiny cork screw hidden in the dense bush of his massive balls to the giant fat cock I had held in my mouth and sucked the sweet juices from. Now as his penis lay there before me, glistening with juices, a terrible thought struck me. My pussy juices were still. “Hey, sexy. The driver’s here,” Nate said.“Locking the door now,” replied Dorrien.Nate opened the back door of the black Toyota Camry and informed the driver that his roommate would be right down. He closed the door back and waited. He saw Dorrien descend the steps. Nate smiled broadly.Dorrien Poe’s shoulder-length dreads bounced as he walked briskly towards the car. He wore a dark-purple fitted sweater and matching reversible scarf with white polka dots that he bought in the juniors section.. A serious looking bust with baroque man-curls watched Randalf. ‘1776 – Armistice between wasps and cockroaches’ was carved beneath the bust. There was a scene of flying wasps and cockroaches who were locked in a wrestling hold midair while peasants were running in crying despair underneath the battle in the sky. Randalf sat down and pulled a little bag out of his jeans back pocket: A clear Ziploc bag with a weed bud and a couple papers. He crumbled the bud between his fingers inhaling the aroma.