Well, to fit any more clichés into a sentence would not only be a crime against English majors everywhere but it would also be completely against my ...haracter. You see, I?m a letch; a down and dirty foul-minded letch. Let me explain a bit further?this girl and I, we work together at a catholic mission. I grew up in the church. I know all the rhetoric and while I decided early in my life that none of it was for me, I also found that the contacts it lent me and the positions that it granted me. And my lack of protest toward his advances was telling him all he needed to know.A rustling next door told me he was getting to his feet; at this point I became really frightened. Was I about to get beaten up, assaulted, or violently raped? He unhooked the latch on his stall, and walked out... and headed toward my stall. I couldn't move. Should I undo the latch, or not?He made the decision for me. One quick shove with both hands, and the door flew open. The latch was defective, and he. We were just so horny that— You know that you’ve spent weeks getting me used to having sex a few times a week and then all of a sudden you were all gone! I didn’t know it would affect me like that. I couldn’t concentrate in class or anything. Thursday, Doc Henredon sent me home and said I should go somewhere that I could focus on the competition.”“How did he know you weren’t focused?” Melody asked.“He caught me watching the stream on my smartphone in class,” she giggled.“You weren’t!” Allison. .. What are you waiting for then??? HUH?" I started sucking on her thick cock as itbecame slick with my wet saliva and I accidentally touched the inside part of her foreskin with my tongue,getting a taste of her precum.Kim started humping into my mouth off and on as I sucked on her cock, reaching one hand down to stroke my own cock. I leaned my head in forward and I wanted to take as much of it as I could handle. Kim moaned as she said, "Ohh yeah, suck it!... Uhh! Uhhh... Good boy!..." I tried.