Oh you know, nothing too exciting, just fucked a man! she squealed. I jumped out of bed and hugged her as we squealed together. I didnt think Carly wo...ld go through with it. We sat on my bed and she told me everything, how they drank half a bottle of vodka together as they watched a movie, how his hand slid slowly up her leg towards her crotch, how they hurriedly stripped each other and fucked like wild animals, how they fucked three times before going to bed. It must be his athletes endurance,. The whole thing was red and felt like velvet covered steel as it slid further into my stretching mouth. It took getting used to, but after a few slow ins and outs, I felt ready. I would take this thing to his bush if it killed me. I forced it in, his head guiding and his moans encouraging. when it hit the back, I did gag, but swallowed and to my surprise it continued in. Each time I swallowed, I felt it slide further in, down my throat. I wished I could have seen this from his point of view. I. It was two days before Stasha told me that she was going to work overtime again. She normally got off work at five and I usually work until we lose the sun so I told the boss I needed to leave work a little early for a doctor's appointment to check out my leg. At four forty-five I was parked across the street from Stasha's work place. There was no rear entrance so she had to come out of the lot where I could see her. At ten after five Stasha came out of the lot and I gave her a couple of blocks. I was teamed with a line backer named Joel, he was five feet nine, one hundred seventy pounds and had a built that made Mr. America jealous. The best thing was that he had his own car and was in need of some one to help him in his history class. After working with him for two weeks in the gyms, we started to study together and I would give him spot test to judge his retention rate. It was a Thursday night and there was a huge thunderstorm over our city, as we left the gym, running to his car,.