A blow job is always better standing,” he tells me as lightly scratch his balls before I take his erection between my lips and he slides at least th...ee-inches into my mouth“Pinch my nipples like you did before and scratch my ass cheeks, the harder the better.I alternate by doing just as he asked.“Pleasure and pain, harder on my ass, much harder. Make some scratch marks.“I am watching you in the mirror Sarah, you are very good,” he murmurs ten minutes later as I enjoy scratching his twenty-year. I thought about it, pretending to take another drink but carefully wiping my mouth to make sure I had no more contact. When he looked away, I poured the drink into an cigarette butt covered beer can. That problem solved. He noted the empty drink, seemed to smile, and got closer to me. Was this guy for real? That was just pathetic. All I had to do was say one word and the jocks around here would take him outside and turn him into a pretzel. But I didn't say a word. . I am extremely careful not to prick you with the tip. This is new! We have never done this before and you are apprehensive. You remain quite calm because you trust me implicitly and know that I would never allow anyone or anything to harm you. "Don't worry. Just relax." I say as I cut away a triangle of fabric from the front of your panties. My voice is calm, low and measured which only serves to heighten your excitement. The scissors are very sharp and cut the fabric effortlessly. The room is. The only person within hailing distance is Brett.”“Not Bradley,” she asked in a faux breathless voice.“You funny, girl,” I responded in a fake Chinese accent. “He’s pretty, but, man, is he a jerk. I wouldn’t want him within three blocks of my naked body.”“It’s a good thing that he lives four blocks away, then.”I snorted. “Brett is actually funny, if you can get him to talk at all. I think that he’ll be the catch of the class, once he fills out a bit and loses some of that shyness.”“Really? I.