I got a free lunch as pay, but my folks gave me the cash equivalent (30 cents) on top of my half-dollar allowance. While the job lasted only the first...half of the fifth grade before someone else was given it, the friendship I made with Clarence lasted until my family moved East. Clarence was the kindly janitor that sort of took me on as a mascot, if you will. I was eager to take the class trash out to the dumpster because I then would get to see Clarence. I would visit with him after school, he. He had never looked at me that way before. The only time had ever spoken to me' was when he wanted to copy my homework. "please...I was only..admiring you" he said sheepishly " I saw you walk back here...I just...think your pretty...don't stop.." He pushed the bush aside and walked towards me, not with anger but as if he was trying to comfort me. He touched my arm and face, I froze. His hand was so warm against my skin, so strong and calm. He moved into me, wrapping his arms around my waist and. Jordan got all confident and let her get her mouth just an inch from his cock. "You don't like Mrs. Harris?"She shook her head."Make you feel old?" Jordan asked, noting he could say anything right now. This housewife was desperate for his cock. Her tongue was sticking out and she was pulling against the handful of hair he had, franticly trying to suck it. "How about if I just call you Momma?" he joked. "Isn't that what your precious Taylor calls you? Ooh, I know. How about I just call you my. As I tried to compose myself while looking down at the screen, a hunk of a guy seemed to be staring right at me. I smiled as he approached.“Come with me,” he whispered.I followed him down the stairs to the side of the screen before he turned to face me his stiff cock in his hand.“Suck it baby, go on I know you want it.”Again I dropped down on my knees sucking and teasing; this guy was hot and my drug fueled head took over. My head bobbed rhythmically with each of his thrusts, letting his cock.