She slipped into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of orange juice and stared out the window thinking what a mess her life was! Wasn't there a si...ple way of carrying on a relationship and have it mean something? What made it all so complicated? Wasn't love enough?She was still sitting there when Corby appeared in the doorway. His limber frame lounged casually against the door jam, his black leather cape shrouding his shoulders like some out-of-time Victorian character from a horror show.. The power of it is intoxicating. I have learned to love performing fellatio; it is a joy, an absolute joy to perform for you in this manner. I pull your thick, veiny shaft out for my perusal. It is glorious, I mean what’s not to like about something that brings me such wonderful satisfaction, such fulfillment; the way it pulsates and throbs inside my pussy is what wet dreams are made of. And now, even with that little bit of attention, it is growing for me! Fellatio is the ultimate. I called out. You didn’t hear me and then I noticed you sitting out here. So, I tried to not startle you by tapping you on your shoulder first.’ ‘Oh, Oh, I am sorry. I guess I was lost in my thoughts. I totally forgot about the beer. I am sorry. I was not expecting anyone especially since it was getting dark out here.’ ‘It’s okay. Here is your Shiner Bock courtesy of Jack. He says he is sorry. ‘Right about then, a Mass of Red comes blurring in between my legs. ‘Hey, Jack. Apology accepted. ‘I. Her makeup was running and her glasses were all soaked. I pulled her against me and kissed her passionately, pressing her hot, slender body against mine and licked my slime off her lips. Then I turned to look at my other lover, but she was either already gone, or would not show herself. Around me, nobody seemed to have noticed anything. Maria and I danced throughout the rest of the show. When we finally went home, none of us knew at first what to say. She finally asked me shyly if I liked it..