"Here he goes..." Becky said."What?" I said back."Your jokes are corny," She said."And? Your point?" No, it's not like the movies," Becky said."And it...s not like those fake pretentious sluts in 'Kappa Kappa Bitch' circa the 1990s that give us a bad name," Jenna said."It's true," Abby chimed in."Good to know," I said. I took a long sip of my orange juice.The check came not long afterwards. I looked at the check incredulously:"Ok, I am not made up of money. Y'all still want to see some titties. ‘Hey man’, said Woody Haralson putting his arm around my neck and positioning me in front of the crowd, ‘why don’t you let everyone know your name.’ ‘E-hum, James’, I stammered, ‘James McDonald.’ ‘Well James McDonald, you are one lucky son uffa bitch, you know that, Mr. Jonez, why don’t you tell my friend, James here what he’s won.’ ‘Well first and foremost, he got himself the complete selection of my wife’s movies on blue-ray, newly released in HD along with an HD screen like the one here. Even though still smaller than my younger days I heard her gag a little as she took it all down her throat. That only made it grow even more! My darling was a trooper and kept driving her head down on my pole. I tried to be a gentleman about it all, but when she looked up at me with those sexy big brown eyes I couldn’t help myself and grabbed two big hands full of her thick mane. To this she moaned, pulled off and just said “Yes!” in a soft and sultry voice. She opened her beautiful mouth. Grasping your ankles in both hands I lifted them high, sliding my hands down your calves to grip you behind the knees, pushing them up and back, so that I could lift your legs onto my shoulders, raising your hips from the bed. Supporting my weight on my arms and toes, I moved further up the bed. With your legs over my shoulders, I moved your hips, so you were lifted even higher from the bed. Carefully positioning my raised hips to bring the tip of my throbbing cock to your very wet opening. I.