I went over to the bed in the room and sat down on it….’ Come over here and sit on my hard cock’, which was now out of my trousers and standing ...irm, its tip wet with my precum….’Not before I taste that’ you said. In one motion, you grabbed hold of my cock in your right hand and swallowed it all in one go, deep throating me…I could feel you lips nearly touching my balls, it was so deep.You lifted your head and started to move up and down, when I placed both my hands either side of your head and. Some people thought Damien was a nickname since he looked like a stereotype of someone you’d expect to be named Damien. He was a product of his upbringing in a house with four brothers and a single parent.His brother Billy Lee was a redneck kid who liked to kick ass and ask questions later. He liked muscle cars and Country music. He looked like Damien in the face, but the similarities ended there. He was more broad-shouldered and muscular and had short-cropped brown hair. Billy had a wafer-thin. Now I was dreaming, this could not have just happened, could it, and I only came to my senses when I heard Dad's keys in the front door. We both rushed to put our clothes back on before Mum shouted downstairs to let Dad know where we were. Even by what I had planned to happen this was beyond my wildest dreams. Over the next week or so Mum and I didn't mention anything that has happened, and in fact if anybody looked from the outside our relationship was exactly the same as it had always been,. Her hair mussed on one side. Scott smiled at his future wife."What?" Angie asked in a sleepy voice."I love you, that's what." Scott felt the warmth of her smile, a smile that grew the longer he looked at her. "We need to get up. I need go check on a windmill that's been giving me trouble." Angie got up and started for the bathroom, Scott could not believe how beautiful she was. Even more unbelievable was the fact that she loved him as much as he loved her."Scott, can you come here?"Scott came.