Coach whose cock I had wanted to suck all through high school. I got to suck him all through my last year of high school. I didn't know it, yet, but D...rryl liked to be a voyeur and watch me have sex with other men while he hid in the closet and watched. So, after our wild weekend we had after prom night, he let me use his place to bring older men I met at the adult bookstore. One thing led to another and the men started paying me and Darryl became like my pimp who got to fuck me and suck me. "Did you enjoy your drink?" I asked.She looked up at me, bit her lip and nodded, still smiling that cute smile with her full red lips.I kissed her, slowly, softly, our tongues met, and slid over each other in between our mouths, I ran my hand between her thighs, pushing her bikini bottoms aside, and I could feel how wet her pussy was instantly."Hmmm...it would seem you really enjoyed that drink" I said, pushing my fingers inside her labia. She gasped. and grabbed my cock."Maybe you should have. Given this, I invite you inside. I can see your reluctance. After all, someone could be home. But, in fact, no one is. All away, gone, each for some reason or another. House, all to myself, I assure you. I take you by the hand, and lead you in. Turning on the foyer light, hearing the dogs bark, and showing you around a bit. My home, my life. We settle in the living room, where we sit on the couch. Not knowing where to go from there, I get lost in my rather typical rambling. After I realize I am. I reached behind my back and unhooked my bra, then slowly slipped the straps off of my shoulders. It fell silently on the ground between my feet. Mr. Monet said my name, perhaps in order to tell me to stop, but I ignored him. Whilst staring directly at him, I kicked out my shoes and unbuttoned my jeans. "Noëlle..." Mr. Monet said once again, but this time with significantly less power, and not nearly as much certainty as before. I pulled down both my jeans and underwear at the same time,.