She fastens her mouth on his sex like a demon, consuming him, sucking voraciously, harder and harder, refusing to breathe or let up even for one secon.... He is frantic, thrusting desperately, pushing and pulling at her head, unsure whether this is the best thing he's ever felt or possibly the death of him. Some very unladylike gargling noises are coming from her throat, and her hands are kneading his ass. And when she feels his cock contract deeply, shuddering and juddering in her mouth and. That of course was ridiculous of me to even think. He was much to egotistical, arrogant and domineering to even think of some wimp outsider coming after him. My mission in life, at this point was exactly that. I learned that Henry was very religious. He read his holy scriptures daily yet he was also superstitious. He believed in angels, visions and visitations from heavenly beings. He was a proud man. He had sex frequently, more than once a day usually. Sometimes he would have two or three of. He looked like a straight man that had inadvertently entered a gay establishment. He had a sloppy gait as he approached the counter. It was the body language of a rebellious hetero male with a, ‘so what the fuck bro’ attitude. He wore black jeans, a black t-shirt, with an unbuttoned black and red plaid shirt. The black beanie on his head manifested protruding curly hair, and his entire demeanour seemed completely ‘un-gay.’As he ordered his drink he scratched his head, then under his left. As we approached the door the Tim handed me a blindfold. Johnny looked at me and said, “You can’t take off the blindfold if you want to stay on the team. Do not talk and just sit on the bed and let the cheerleader come in and suck my cock until you cum in her mouth. That is the rules.”“Oh hell yes.” I said without thinking. My girlfriend had only let me play with her pussy a couple of times but nothing more and I was really horny. Tim asked if I needed a condom. “Nope.” I said, “My father.