My head was bobbing up and down while my tits bounced around. Again I started to wish that the wall was not there so he could grab my head and shove h...s entire dick down my throat and make me gag."Sweet damn Lily, fuck! Ungh. Ungh yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Suck that dick!" I was getting carried away to the point that I slammed my own face against the wall a couple of times."Fucking wall." I had pulled him out of my mouth and was stroking him."What was that?" his voice was labored and I could tell he. We would be home alone.When everyone was out of the house that evening, Sylvia and I sat down on the couch in the family room to watch a movie on the VCR. I opened up a couple of beers. "Let's get a little loaded," I said, chugging my beer. "It'll make this movie a lot more interesting and funny!" Sylvia laughed and tried to chug her beer. She couldn't drink more than half of it in one try, but we were on our way.... Halfway through the movie, we had each had five beers. I was feeling a little. It wasn’t until two or three months after we both broke it off that he confessed the whole thing to Samantha. I thought sure she was going to call you but she never did. She just told me she didn’t ever want to see or hear from me again. And, yes Bev did know, but she was the only one who knew, honest.” I sat there trying to absorb everything. I was trying to understand. I could actually understand the jealousy part because I was always a little jealous of her being able to stay home with the. It was clear that she had many suitors who were trying to charm her with a thousand and one things and all this paraphernalia was not coming without a return gift of pussy from her side. It was a waste of time to hit on her.Like the abundance of anything, perhaps the attention of wealthy desperate suitors and poorly educated colleagues grew so boring for her that she waved at me when I was passing by the café with a tinge of a smile in it.Over the weeks, I had started bringing a novel or my.