I was somewhat sad when I left for college. I really didn't want to leave my Dad but he told me I had a life to live.I went to Ohio State which was ni...ety miles from home. At the beginning I would come home every weekend but after awhile it was just too much driving so I would only come home for the holidays and special occasions.At college I became somewhat of a party girl. Thank God Dad put me on the pill when I became a teenager. The last thing I needed was a baby. I did join the drama club. "I've come harder than ever before," I said. "So yes, I liked it very much."She took off her glasses and began wiping them embarrassed. "I've been wondering what that was," she said. "Hmm. I'm pretty wet when I come," I replied. "But never THAT wet." Her makeup was still smeared from my juice, but she didn't seem to notice, or care. Now she was curious. "I almost never come," she told me. "I learned that a woman would not 'do that'. We've got some strange rules about it anyway." She paused for. She pulled her dress over her head and threw it on the ground.I've got a surprise for her in my pants i unbuckled my belt and pulled my pants down she quickly reached over and grabbed my dick stroked it a few times and then began to work her soft red lipstick covered lips around it, fuck, god this 50 something chick knows how to give a guy head! I was overwhelmed, she just kept spit shining my dick, i swear if i don't get my dick out her mouth I'm gonna bust my nut in her mouth i pulled away. I met that pronouncement with dead silence. ‘And I belong to you.’ The tears gathered in my eyes. It felt like my heart was breaking all over again. Gawddamn that bastard. ‘Don’t do this to me, sir. I’m not a toy.’ ‘I need you.’ I felt like whimpering. My head pounded. ‘Stop it, sir.’ I was ashamed of my breathless, broken voice. ‘I can’t. Meet me, like we agreed.’ ‘I can’t do that, sir.’ There was silence for a few moments, then he took a deep, shuddering breath. His voice was as broken as.