" All I could manage was a soft nod, and Dave laughed. He removed his cock and stood looking over me, obviously satisfied with the job I had done wi...h my mouth."I told you it would be fun," Dave said as he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom. I was brought over to the bed, and Dave layed me down on my stomach and fell down on top of me, rubbing his cock on my ass crack, getting it prepared for his rod. "I'm about to pop your cherry bitch, and you'll be mine forever." Dave whispered. Properly shaven, it stood long and hard, waiting for me.I don’t know how much of my pleasure and amazement he felt. He didn’t say a word and let me do what I wanted, he only sat down on the bed when I put my mouth on his cock. My first boyfriend had taught me how to suck. We had long and crazy “lessons” during which he instructed on just how to do it, and I had enjoyed every minute despite the pain in my jaw that inevitably set in after a while. A cock in my mouth was almost as good as a cock. I have this regular monthly card game with four or five of my mates, the next one was set for the following weekend. I volunteered Jan to my mates as our hostess for the evening. When I told her, she was at first very shy about it, but despite this I set about finding something for her to wear for the evening. I want her dressed up nice and sexily, but I don't want to scare her too much at the first hurdle. In the end she modifies an old dress by shortening the skirt to half way up her thighs. Eventually, he opened his own shop and business thrived. He became a part of this small, friendly community.“So, what do y’all think,” the beautician with gold twists asked.“I love it, Uncle Kris! Daddy, can I get one?”“You have your playhouse out back,” Tyrell reasoned.“I want a real house like this.” “Maybe in a few years,” he chuckled. “Kris, it’s awesome!”“Thanks, bro! Now you can court your women without me being in the way,” he giggled.“Whatever,” Tyrell shook his head.“Don’t be like.