The next week was first trimester exams, so Marta was busy with her computer programs and Ray was occupied grading papers. He didn't even realize that...Friday had arrived until Marta called him for a change."Hi, Ray!" Her voice was breathless, excited, almost girlish. If it weren't for her accent, he'd have thought the call was from someone else. "There's a goth group playing at a club downtown tonight, and I don't want to see them by myself. I wondered if you'd be interested?" Goth wasn't at. I couldn't wait to get home to her when I got off work. When I was home I wanted to be with her - close enough to touch - no matter what she was doing. Merrily owned me!I wasn't stupid. I knew that regardless of how I felt about her and she felt about me (and it certainly seemed to me that she felt about me like I felt about her) my "hovering" would eventually get on her nerves. She needed some personal space. I told her she needed to get out of the house, have some personal time, at least one. I mean this guy was huge! My jaws really had to spread now...I had moved up, and my forehead was almost touching his ripped abs, but I could hardly get his dick in my mouth. "That's it...fuck yeah dude, you my fuckin' cocksucker now," he said.It drove a chill down my spine to hear him say that. Then Jon put his hands on the back of my neck and pushed my head down his cock. My jaws stretched impossibly, and then the head rammed up against my throat. I choked and pushed off against his massive. ..with my 8 inch dick out...feeling my precum slowly run down my shaft, creating a puddle beneath me as I was lost in my orgasm.... shuddering, oh God yes....as shot spasms of my sex all over my car....as my finger kept tickling smaller loads of my sex on the seat. The perfume, and musky aroma of my sperm made it clear that a filthy whore came home. But now I am by myself ready to take my fun into a new level. As I pull my butt plug...I begin to drip from stuff she cock. That is when I run.