He looked at her face, her eyes questioning, but he could see the eagerness to please in them. “Take out my cock, Brandy.”There were no pleasantri...s with Michael, just his demand for her to kneel submissively between his legs and now the command to take out his cock. Her fingers trembled, but worked nimbly to open his pants, the zipper sounding so loud as she pulled it down. His cock tried to spring free, only his shorts restraining it. He pushed up so she could pull his pants down, her hands. " It was only seconds before Ben and Mud were crunched up to the table, devouring food faster than Kevin had ever seen. Halfway through their meal, Ben reached in a bag, pulled out a beer and slid it over to Kevin. "Sorry," he said, followed by a long, loud, belch. "Thanks," Kevin said, twisting the top off and taking a long slow pull off the cold brew. "Man, that looks good the way he sucks on that bottle, don't it Mud?" Surprised by the comment, Kevin swallowed wrong and. "uh. fuck me master" I grit between my barred teeth as my chin bounces off the table, feeling his spit-soaked cock rub up the inside of my thigh. I spread myself for him, looking back over my shoulder. His feet block mine from the inside and spread me further, to the point I'm barely on my tip-toes. He yanks my hair painfully back toward him, forcing my face aloft again."Look at the camera"Camera? My eyes roll to his laptop, the little green record light is on, the image of myself bent over his. " Oh, stop it. You weren't much better. And anyway, you know what I mean."Kendra shook her head with a smile and brought her coffee to her lips. "Well, my idea of a 'real man' is someone cute, muscly, can cry in movies and brings me flowers every time he picks me up. Haven't found him yet, though." She turned her gaze to Elaine. "What about you, Elaine? What kind of man would you like to meet?" Hmmm... I'd like to meet someone who impresses me. Someone I can look up to and learn from. Someone I.