-I’m not even gonna talk about the whole mindfuck thing. Okay, fine, I will. I mean, who am I k**ding. I loved that it made you laugh. I loved rubbi...g my face against your cock and your balls through the jeans and I loved looking up and begging you with my eyes for more. Oh, don’t mistake me, I hated realizing you’d just… That it wasn’t working. I hated being torn. I wanted to please you - in a very specific way. Grrrr. I already miss having your cock in my mouth. Yeah, I kinda. "Tell her, tell her what you like," he commanded. "I love your cock. I love sucking on your cock," I said removing it momentarily and then reinserting it in my hungry mouth."And you want Sandy to join you don't cha' slut. You want her to join you on your knees. Both of you sucking my cock together," Randy went on."Yes, I want Sandy to join me. Both of us sucking your cock," I heard myself saying almost in a trance.I looked up at Randy who was staring back at Sandy. "Take your skirt off Sandy. I. To date, his serious relationships had been with a small number of complex young women. Their complexity made them interesting. It also on occasion made them difficult. He had pledged his undying love twice in his young life. His overture was immediately accepted on both occasions. Also in both instances the woman in question had gotten cold feet and had withdrawn from the idea of eternal love and marriage. So, he thought, here I am, ready to spend the rest of my life with that one special. ’ came the voice. Bingo! I was hoping it wasn’t his mother or father. ‘Karl, it’s Kate. Don’t hang up, we need to talk.’ There was what sounded like a resigned pause, the pause of someone with no excuses. If only he knew what I’d been up to I’m sure it would have been different. ‘Karl, I know you were fucking Ann this afternoon. Besides your guilty expression and the smell in her room, she was covered in your cum, and believe me, I know that taste.’ I kicked myself at letting that little titbit.