I would slowly deep throat him and then switch to sucking him while stroking him with my left hand. I was working my hard on at the same time.After a ...ew minutes, he backup up and asked to suck me. We switched positions, and he took my cock into his mouth, which felt great. I usually prefer to do the sucking, but he knew what he was doing. His mouth worked up and down on my cock until I felt like was close to cumming, so I pulled back and said I didn't want to cum yet. He asked me to turn. .....And then again, I guess that still hadn't changed because there I sat being totally stood up. My cock was bulging in my jeans so I did the only thing I could and get right back on those dirty apps and start cruising hard for a back-up. I started up a chat with this guy that I had talked to before. This 6'4" "straight" hockey player. He never really wanted to do much more than just jerking a guy off since he was just "curious," but tonight he was singing a different tune. "I'd really like. "What are you talking about Candy? This skirt is old...you bought it forme for my sweet 16th birthday, remember?" replied Elizabeth, stillglaring at her friend's odd behavior."Shit," grimaced Candace softly, accidentally letting her deep, gruffvoice escape from her lips. She quickly covered her mouth at hertactless slip of the tongue."What was that?" Elizabeth asked, confused."N-Nothing, Liz...I didn't say anything." Candace remarked, speaking now inher normal, high-pitched voice. She closed. These bastards all look alike to me. Ain’t no one movin’ a muscle. Music’s playin’ still but the band sounds strained. No one’s dancin’. Nothin’. Then I see why, as I step out the front o’ the Manor. Blues lined up ready for a showdown, and that sweet lookin’ lady I clubbed. She’s pointin’ at me like I’m the one what was gonna kill her. Stupid lady, I saved you. Idiots. I’m not a murderer. At best I’m a world class thief. They order me to put my hands up. ‘PUT YOUR HANDS UP!’ I put my hands up..