We then consented to talk to him on the phone, my husband called, and talked to him for a few minutes, then handed the phone to me. I talked to him, a...d eventually was getting excited, so I began to tell him what I would do to him, I got so excited, as was he and my husband, just listening! We made a date to do it next Friday evening! I was so hot all week I could barely stand it! Friday at the appointed time of 8:00 we arrived at his home, and I was so nervous, and so horny, it was ridiculous.. Ellen hadn't masturbated in months but tonight she just couldn't help herself. It started with the wicked thoughts of Mary Ann's breasts then her mind wandered back to that night long ago when she was just fourteen years old, that night when everything had changed for her... ... It had been a girl's sleepover, her very first. There were just the three of them, Ellen, Ricki and Jean. Ricki and Jean were two years older than Ellen was but they were all member of the school band and had become. Like this he made me to suck his cock. And I used to suck his cock from then every day. And I was addicted to his cock and its cum. I used to swallow all his loads and make him proud. From then when I started swallowing his loads he stopped kissing me and he used me only for sucking his cock. As I was also addicted to his spit I used to ask him to kiss me but he never kissed me and when I asked him I want his spit he used to spit into my mouth but never kissed. Sometimes he spits mucous on to. . you know?”“To have sex with you?”My face and ears heated, and I nodded.She grinned at me unabashedly. “I think if you play your cards right, you might get lucky.”“You don’t mind?” I asked.“Mind about what?”“That I want to ... you know.”“Know what? You want to what?”“You know,” I said insistently.“Paul, you don’t have to tiptoe around me. I know all the words.”I grinned sheepishly.“Don’t be callous or tactless about it, but you can use the word ‘sex’ or ‘fuck’ around me.”I nodded.“So, let’s.