He stroked it a few times and then leaned over to guide it into his mouth. I watched as the head of my cock disappeared between his lips and then as t...ose lips wrapped around my shaft. Soon he was deep-throating my hard cock. In seconds I was powerlessly moaning, “Uugggghhhhhhh,” like a little bitch.When I exploded inside his mouth Jack kept sucking and massaging my balls until I was completely drained in every sense of the word. I slumped back against the back of the seat and tried to catch my. I had one of these in my room . My room was located above a room in the basement which served as storage and laundry , which had an unfinished ceiling in it . This meant you could see through the cold air return from the storage room to my room and vice versa depending on which room was lighted. About the time I was hitting puberty I was informed my eldest step-sister would be coming to live with us and she would be taking my room , as it had its own bathroom and closet . I would be. Crossing my long, lean legs, I logged into a chat site I had began to frequent. I signed on with the username Emmalee, and logged in. The adult chat room was fairly busy tonight. I began browsing who was on, when a private message popped up.MrSir: Hey Emmalee, care to chat?Emmalee: Sure. How are you?MrSir: Great. But more importantly, how are you this evening?I paused. This guy wasn’t like the others. He was polite.Emmalee: Good, but tired. Just got off work.MrSir: That’s good. Just curious,. When you tell stories and share poems I am sitting in my rocker, real close to the speaker. You have a very pleasant voice and I like the way you sing to us. I play the games you teach us when you are on the air, and I play them afterwards too. I live in your neighborhood; I would be very pleased to meet you. Maybe someday we might meet while walking along the street.Very truly yours,David Springer"Now, Dell watched her son sitting in the rocker pulled close to the radio, listening to Miss.