.."She removed her fingers from me and licked them."Yes, you taste better."It was so hot to watch her do that. She moved over me, kissing down my brea...ts to my stomach down to my pussy. She rubbed me for another few seconds, building up the courage to put her mouth to pussy for the first time. Finally I felt her lips touch me. She moved slow, kissing more than tonguing. It still felt so nice. Very tender. As she became more comfortable, she began slipping her tongue inside me. She ate me nice. It'll give you a handle on what to look for."I was nodding while talking on the phone. John couldn't see me, but I was thinking right along, "Yep, yep, yep, I need to learn."After thanking him and exchanging e-mails, I pulled Zena's card and called the number. An effeminate male voice answered respectfully. I identified myself and asked for Zena. I was put on hold, and then Zena answered. "So soon, Chuck. How may I help you?"I explained what I had been told and we set up a visit to the other. His slight pot belly went up and down as he inhaled and exhaled air. His thick, hairy thighs were covered with sun tan lotion. He put both of his arms behind his head and revealed his bushy armpits. I finally saw his big, suck-able cock hanging between his legs. I always knew Señor had a huge cock because he always had a huge bulge in Spanish class and ground his half chub against his podium. The dream changed to everyone leaving a couple of blocks down, all except Mr. Smith. I sneaked back up. No, great. Their practice was starting to pay off. Before I even realized what was happening, I was crossing the street. It was hard to think about anything other than the music as I stood at the entrance to the garage. I had never heard music so amazing before. The music was a primal beat that pounded through me.There were four members of Kurt's band. Kurt looked so powerful, so manly, with his mohawk and piercings and ragged, jean jacket. Not his usually, scrawny seventeen-year-old self. He.