I am not hard on those I rob. Those who have little are free to keep it. And I too have harmed none. Well …’ and here she looked pointedly at his ...rotch, and laughed, ‘… none seriously – in making my living.’ He joined in her laughter, looking rueful. ‘Bested by a woman! I hope my friends do not come to hear of that!’ ‘Oh maybe they will … but if you treat me well, maybe they won’t.’ She offered her most roguish smile. Gods! Once more his loins stirred. He turned back to the fire to hide his. "Let me see those lips of yours sucking Mark, cheeks sucking in to taste the golden cream."She was right in one way at least, the thick liquid in the cup was certainly difficult to suck up through the long straw. It tasted extremely sweet, much like a milk shake in consistency. Perhaps if I'd been thinking straight I would have refused the drink but the first taste of whatever it was made me very greedy for more. I watched myself in the mirror, lips pursed to suck it all up, cheeks drawing. About a mile into my walk home. I stopped to tie my left shoe. I put my book bag on the ground, next to the grass. I could feel the sweat inside my tight short blue gym shorts. I could not find any clean underwear. I wore my used jock strap home. I forgot to wash it the last time I wore it. It had been in my locker for about two weeks. I pulled down on the bottom of my yellow high school t-shirt. I was on the football team, and played basketball. Being 6ft 4 helps, but maybe not with this tight. I can feel my Heart pounding. I do not have to worry Mike tells me. Mike then starts to tell me how much he likes me. I have not looked down at his D*** since he started to talk to me. My eye have been locked into his eyes. Mike is well over 6' tall so I am looking up at this huge mountain of a Man. Mike is standing so close to me now I am within arms reach. Never breaking eye contact I feel Mike put his Huge hand behind me and grabs my A**. His hand is so large it covers my whole crack from.