She had a narrow round nipple. But it was long, almost 3/4 of an high when erect.She squatted down in front of me.She undid my shorts, pulling them do...n to my ankles. Then she reached in the opening slit to my boxers,pulling my cock out of the hole. She stared at it stroking it as she got on her knees. Pulling my dick upward, she started licking up and down the underside of my cock. "So far, so good." I said in my head. She continued to do that for several minutes. Then she pulled my cock down. I know how you broke down and cried when Bea died, like you did in the theatre with Margaret...the only two times that Margaret ever saw you cry.I know that when you were a little boy you would stand toe to toe with the older boys, bullies, who made fun of your clothing and the way you looked and how you lived, calling you a motherless bastard. I know that you often came home with bruises and your clothing was torn. Sometimes you were battered and bloody, and few times you needed stitches. It scared the shit out of me so I just nodded.He said slowly and strongly, I didn't hear that, do you understand? Say it! I said, yes I understand, now please leave me alone I have to go back to work. He turned and walked back to his friends where they high five'd and laughed and started at me as I left the room.At the end of my shift I tried to get out of there as quick as possible and hoped that I could get to my car without him seeing me but when I got to my car, there he was, in his truck. It tasted so good. But, I wanted more than that. “Oh Kate, you suck cock so good. Oh fuck! It feels so good. Don’t stop baby!” “I want you to fuck me. Please will you fuck me?” I took my shorts off and pulled my tube top down. I bent over and Louis slid his cock into my wet pussy. I was so wet and really wanted to get fucked hard. “Fuck me hard! Please fuck me faster! Louis, that feels so fucking good.” Louis was thrusting into my pussy really hard. He was holding my hips. My 38D breasts.